Wedding Day

Her skin as soft as the silk dress she wore her wedding day

Her hair holding no tangles or knots

She's beautiful in every way

But her true self lies behind her dandelion ringed irises

For beyond her kindest eyes

Are her darkest demons in disguise

She holds a knife before her eyes

Stained with fresh blood dripping from the sides

She held her demons back too long

They had no choice but to break away

As she put on the dress she wore her wedding day

She knew she had ruined her life that day

With someone she never loved anyway

But as she was suffocating in her fake life, fake reality

She finally found a way to break free

Now they call her the one that got away

The fiancée fugitive

The deadly bouquet  

It’s all because of the choice she made

On her once picture perfect wedding day...

Author's Note

Reviews are appreciated!

Reviews

[William Liston]

I loved reading this. The imagery was vivid and thought-evoking, giving the poem both beauty and melancholy. I especially liked the contrast in this piece and how it showed the woman's inner sorrow disguised by her attractive outward appearance. The first stanza was my favorite . . . it was captivating in both its flow and descriptions. It also had musicality. . . I enjoyed the alliteration and assonance interweaved throughout (although I'm not sure it was intentional). The rest of the poem was of similar quality . . . I truly enjoyed. Keep up the great work.

- William Liston

[Addict With a Pen]

Thank you, William. I'm glad you liked it

[barleygirl]

Being the Halloween month of October, my attention turns to macabre topics, which I usually don't read much or write about the rest of the time. I was read-requested on this poem of yours by someone who found it very appealing indeed. This is an artful blend of gentle lacy imagery, along with the demons that hide beneath all the fluff. I love the contrast you present, so well depicted in your interesting way of alternating between gentle observations & dire truths. My sister bolted a couple weeks before her first wedding . . . altho she ran away, she did return & marry the guy. I think this poem might describe some of the suffocating realities she was feeling & that eventually caused this marriage to fail before the first year was done. I especially love the harsh truth stated in the 3rd stanza . . . suffocating & fake . . . these are the things I've always felt at many weddings. It's like the woman sometimes gets too wrapped up in the trappings, forgetting about a relationship between 2 hearts. This is very well crafted & so beautifully honest.

[Quinn W]

OH MY LORD!!!! SHE MAY NOT BE IN LOVE BUT I AM!!!! This poem is so well written. The story told is a sadly realistic one for many but the descriptions are amazing! Good Lord, this is my favorite poem I've read in a while!

[Addict With a Pen]

Wow! Thank you, I'm glad you liked it!!

[Lorry]

We all make wrong choices, but who is to say if she had stayed, that might have been the wrong choice too. I love your choice of words for the one that got away, the fiancée fugitive, the deadly bouquet...superb.