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Life Convict

From the days of Socrates, the wives were cruel
Yet, we keep on to marry - thinking she is life real
No honest man will say that he is happy
At his wife, with her given habits and life styles

Seamless love is a very distant dream
With a ever quarreling wife by your side
The desires for a joyous, peaceful, spotless stream
Can only be a mirage, washed down by the endless tides

And so, we distract the bridegroom on deceptive importance
With uneasy suit, garlands, flood lights, smoke, sound & rituals
To ensure that he remains blind-folded at least that day
Till he walks into the treacherous trap ….as a LIFE CONVICT.

poem by Santhana Louis
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