'Henry, is it not time you should propose? '
'Propose what? ' He gulped a sweet chocolate.
'Marriage of course! ' Intrigued, he struck a pose.
'What? For a bachelor, it is too late! '
Lise stared. 'Really? Surely we have options,
The future...' 'Together? What ever for? '
'A marriage for practical solutions:
To own property, raise children before...
'You get pregnant? If we have a marriage,
I literally will lose...' 'Your freedom?
If we move in together, the outrage
Of family, neighbours...' 'That is a dumb
Idea! We should tie the knot by choice.
Invite them to our wedding to rejoice! '
You have managed to create your own form and pattern within a well-known format. Pleasure to read!
very good write, I enjoyed it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the uniqueness of the piece, well articulated and written with insight to drive home the poet's conviction. A nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.