Marriage

I'm no opponent of marriage; I just believe in the unofficial proclamation of love. (Yet, should we be restricted to one love every life we live? That's a different poem altogether.)

Marriage

Marriage,

It is intangible, meaningless to outsiders,

Only beautiful in the eyes of the experiencing.

For it is only a word,

A careless whisper,

Uttered  upon an altar,

By a veiled woman and a tuxedoed man.

Marriage,

It is a silent vow,

An invisible chain binding two mortals,

To each other’s possession.

Marriage,

It is a relieving prospect,

For one officially belongs to the other.

Marriage,

It is jail with a momentary promise of happiness.

It restricts, seizes, limits the desires of mankind;

That which nature has forcibly scripted in the invisible codes of humanity.

So that every move is scrutinized,

Referred to the Bible,

Then shunned by all.

Marriage,

It is a legal, man-made representation of humanity’s fate,

To the right to bear the fruits of mankind,

To the right to carry out nature’s one task,

And to the right to love.

Marriage,

It is one I scorn,

For it is a futile attempt to ensure faithfulness for the other,

The mere skepticism of man’s honesty,

The mere root of the cause for marriages gone awry.

Marriage can be many things,

But this is what it is to me.

© tyceleste