MY EPIPHANY

A poem on personal conviction

    MY MARRIAGE



I betrayed my emotions

Made a mockery of my manhood

As drops of tears pelted the shiny floors

Of the Lords house

More tears as she ringed my finger

The finger before the last

And my gleeful heart throbbed in felicity

As I was betrothed to her



Cry out your tears of ecstasy!



“We see not your bride”

Belched the surprised tongues of unwanted guests

However, their eyes are to blunt

And their sight, misted by envy

But look, she prides about

My bride,

The words of my moments

As rhythms of ink on paper



The flares, of my ecstasy!