Treating like a princess in the shine,
letting me to be of him mine.
I'm attired in a back less gown,
it'll glisten on the wedding ground.

 

Nothing seemed to me wrongness,
having a husband in the fondness.
Eyes are waiting even for a glance,
against of it I'll fall into a trance.

 

A golden ring is put in the nose,
I bent my eyes to see it close.
No odd stress I felt on my forehead,
so consolation of all going over my head.

 

With plenty of joy my groom has come,
how much dying to listen it once.
Covering my head with a heavy red veil,
as I was called to see without fail.

 

Having worn all the ornaments of jewellery,
I started capturing my images on gallery.
Doesn't matter how the atmosphere is there,
having a press on the button of share.

 

Thinking of him I spent last night's rest,
to get his love I'll try my best.
I'm to see either he'll behave such,
heretofore in life I dreamed as much.

 

People welcomed me with rosy flowers,
I got wet with their love's showers.
The glad they scattered in my present,
I couldn't help tearing in that event.

 

I sat with him in marriage hall together,
converting my feeling into a spry weather.
Process of wedding made us a couple.
May God live us away from trouble!

 

Both promised not to leave unto last breath,
passinging our life in peace and faith.
Dad-Mom lamented on the farewell of doll,
seeing as if I'll never be in their call.

 

Many of times I wandered in garden shed,
now I'm to be the queen of a fragrant bed.
Everything looking splendid in room light,
need to enjoy my first golden night.

 

Arrival of him locking door being wild,
nobody know what's going in his mind.
Removing my veil from face to seek,
first of all he beheld my cheek.

 

With counting of my some admires,
he couldn't control his love fires.
Situation began throwing me in round,
didn't he adore as I dreamed in sound.

 

Recollection of all I did in my safety,
forgetting all I drank even for a thirsty.
He started kissing my hand with no voice,
seeing a passionate yearning in my eyes.

 

In folk tale on horse a prince came,
Princess roused knowing his name.
Loving the way a girl want,
daring not to give her sad scant.

 

Here the reality is fully change,
I'm getting touched like a revenge.
Breaking my big fantasising flush,
attacked in a hurry to hunt my blush.

 

Years of magination on which I trusted,
took less times to make them dusted.
Reading 'A Bride In Wedding Veil' in delight,
what will happen is behind of this sight.