Rhyme 10 - Poem by shuvo chakraborty
Inattentive marriage painful
Finds nothing gainful.
Bites dusty slavery,
Passing looks of heavy drudgery.
Allows young to wither,
Pre marriage dreams farther.
Gobbles it by assuming available pill,
Carries like free porter as necessary evil.
Keeps the Angel of love at distance safe,
Tastes like showering grape.
Hangs as amorous crystal
Blocks visions, spirits fall.
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