The Bride.
The spinning wheel came to a halt
The world around her paused
The moment seemed to have frozen in time
And the vows were called.
The innumerable thoughts that kept her
Anxious and fidgetty
The unexplainable questions causing the stir
The cliched butterflies
And the atypical fervour
Brought about their might.
Its absolutely normal, don’t fret
The world advised
She wasn’t afraid, she is not a novice to change
It was a huge step that she was waiting to tread
Yet it felt wonderfully unfamiliar
To be the one, for her own one
Amidst the chaos of the wedding rituals
She found the unflustered belonging
Which now had to be shared
Between her own kinsfolk and his
A sudden gush of longing to hug her mom
To be her father’s little girl
To gossip away with her sister
Overrode their way into her eyes
As they streamed.
She walked into the festivities
Embracing the change that has now occurred
With her hand held
Reassurances communicating in silence
As the faith in her decision strengthened.
-Anusha.
Authors: Anusha Akella
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Author bio: A 25 year old amateur writer, exploring the therapeutic facet of expression in the form of text.
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