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It Is Just Our Daughter's Marriage

It is just our daughter's marriage-
coming Sunday.
The boy is in the Gulf.

The groom, the father
and the mullah,
They join hands
and seal the fate
The mullah's words on matrimony,
drizzle on chicken fry
washed by mutton curry.

Dark chocolate and milky white paired
with just two
sovereigns of gold-
they flash through cracks of light;
you know
the oil fields have dried up.

The bride enters wide-eyed,
her brocade sari
splashed with hibiscus;
her rolls of jasmine white, visible
under the gaudy golden net;
the scent of her sister's wedding.

She was paraded
a gleam of gold
bought with mortgaged land-
an elephant decked for Pooram.
The hall booked with a relative's money,
decked with the best of flowers.

The boy is in the Gulf,
So, no problem.
It is just our daughter's marriage.
Sunday, January 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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COMMENTS
Bharati Nayak 19 January 2020
'It is just our daughter's marriage.'- - - - It is really an irony that daughters are not valued in many societies.Woman has no say upon important decisions like marriage.
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Mahtab Bangalee 19 January 2020
The bride enters wide-eyed, her brocade sari splashed with hibiscus; her rolls of jasmine white, visible under the gaudy golden net; the scent of her sister's wedding......//// heart touching writing
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Edward Kofi Louis 19 January 2020
Matrimony! ! ! Muse of the marriage, Arranged to jion the two; Distances! ! Questions and answers, Things bought with mortgaged land! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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