The First Night After Marriage Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

The First Night After Marriage

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It was the extreme dark as no-moon night
Continuously drizzling from long hours
Load shading was active on its routine job
The jackals were howling in bamboo clusters.

Her soft voice was whispering in my ear
Her long black hair covered me to sway
I was melting like an iceberg in South Pole
Suddenly the rain started … I drifted away.

I discovered myself in the indistinct dawn
When the people were moving for natural call
The rain had loosened its grip but she did not
It was my ancestral house in west Bengal.

The First Night After Marriage
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: marriage
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Kavdia 04 July 2015

Good poem but what happen next?

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Mallika Achuthan Menon 22 November 2015

A good poem! Jovially you narrated the situation with apt words...

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Ernest Makuakua 31 January 2016

beautiful poem about marriage Her soft voice was whispering in my ear Her long black hair covered me to sway I was melting like an iceberg in South Pole Suddenly the rain started … I drifted away. sometimes in life marriage is too much for others thats why they dont last thanks for sharing

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Rajnish Manga 05 December 2017

Extremely interesting and gripping narrative. You have succeeded in recreating the scene. Thanks.

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Chinedu Dike 22 June 2018

Beautiful romantic poem written with clarity of mind, and elegantly embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Asit and do remain enriched.

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 06 June 2019

do comment on this one o gr8 poet MEMORIES ARE for life long it has nothing to do with age at each stage memories are recorded indelibly for times again we can recall it ah when we want it dementia be not a refrain memories we love for ever alas not in vain but through our veins now please read my poems MOM'S SMILES TO BEGIN WITH lovely memory it depicts

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 30 May 2019

SO SAD U NEVER REPLY

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 09 January 2019

ur appear to be a humane poet of love glad to have read your poetry again do read mine I also am a romantic poet for ever in love''''at 15 in India isn't it rape and she was so young BUT I ADMIRE your admission young gal you enjoyed so much each day she comes in your eyes but that look never....second time

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Sylvia Frances Chan 08 December 2018

The First Night After Marriage, beautifully portrayed in the surrounds of your ancestral house in West Bengal. Loveliest photograph of a Bride you added here, The jackals were howling in bamboo clusters. Eerie side description here. Does rain represent fertility? This marriage promises much fertility, I reckon.I have read a most beautiful First Night After Marriage Poem which is presented in a marvelous way. A 10 Full Vote. G.B.U. Amen.

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 01 December 2018

The rain had loosened its grip but she did not It was my ancestral house in west Bengal. A NIGHT OF LOVE AND FEAR - - -THE RAINS TATTERING ON THE TIN ROOF Nice experience It's not necessary to devour on the first night We are not animals

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Asit Kumar Sanyal

Asit Kumar Sanyal

Lalgola, Murshidabad, West Bengal, India.
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