Fri, 20 Sep, 2019

On Your Marriage

By Arjun Dahal

Today you're gonna be married, And, I can see you- Vividly, How have you been?   The scattering yellowish rays of the dawn, When kisses you, You shall be awake but lazy in your bed - Fastened to your sleep, And I know You shall be lying the same lazy, Until someone yells your name in a sharp tone.   Hurried by your mates and family, They shall place you in a secret room, And decorate you, At their best and only once in your life. Your hair shall be constrained, Eyebrows are colored, The ineffable cosmetics with surprising depths Yet faintly seen outside, Blazed with the earnest jewelry. You look so good- So beautiful- So angel- Beyond the realms of nature, Indubitably the fairy, With you, I can challenge the Helen of Troy.   You as a bride, Shall be taken to the holy place, Where the fire dwells- The Brahmin sings the hymns, Spelling the powerful verses and mantras. And I see you- Sitting silently beside your bride. Sometimes shy, Sometimes sly. And I can see your failed attempts To look him in his eyes, I can still see your failed attempts, To stay neutral between your happiness and gloom. I see you- Starring through the each breathtaking events of your ceremony. I see you- Looking eagerly to the people around you, Some singing, Some dancing, Some prophecizing their future turns, And some foretelling your coming days.   On your Marriage, I see you, silent in the midst of crowd- Confused between the wise, Happy between the few sad faces, Lost- among the cheerful ones. And I see you, Trying to hide your tears I see you- like every time I had seen you then, The clock ticks in its own way, And moment by moment, The ceremony proceeds, Until the priests and your family Semaphores the completion.   Congrats!!!!!You've been married.   On your day of marriage, I see you- In between my badly written poems, Where the hand is forcefully moving the pen, Trying to retrieve your image. I see you- Deep inside the epitaphs of my emotions, And piece and piece, it's tearing me apart. I see you- Bliss has lit you up like a million lamps And your eyes are shooting rays- Bright and radiant, making me colorblind. I see you- Through my brunt thoughts- The endless hours how we talked and guffawed, And you were never bored. I see you- Through the celestial mirror, Reflecting those poignant days of your warmth intimacy. I see you- Through those drunken trees scorched by the winds Sinking down into the nostalgic senses.   My wishes are always with you.   On your day of marriage, My absence is probably the merriest thing, I can gift you. But, I still can see you- Glamoured as the wild daisy With intensified aura. I see you- Intangible as the etherealness of nature, Draping shadows in the dusk. I see you, In this relegated twilight, Where even the scarlet sun has bled into the blue sky. And I see you- With the longest vision, I ever can have. Because now, I'm forbidden to see you- like then - like now Hence on your day of marriage I have seen you through a man Who penultimately learned, How a person lives in his memories, And sings alone in his dreams?

About Author:
Arjun Dahal is undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus, Tribhuvan University, Nepal. Talkative, Crazy, Funny, and Fun loving guy, his passion lies in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His Non-fiction has appeared in Blue Marble Review. His poetry has appeared/forthcoming in Burningword Literary Journal, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, The Fable Online, Ann Arbor Review, The Recusant, and DWIT News.