When she left!
//WHEN SHE LEFT At the foyer, waving her hands, She turned back giving a view of her tresses; With the brightness of the dappled sunlight, she moves! She's no more within the earshot. A fortuitous incident, that happened to her. A bloke entered her life, Flooding her with his affection and care, She enjoys like an avian now, For she got a new inn. Her wet eyes, smiled jauntily, As if she remade her life! I feel being enveloped by rapture when I see her blissful; For her parents, her cronies and kin, Who wanted to see her like that. But my grin fades as I get a glimpse, Of the abandoned little buds at the threshold; Who were her well-wishers all the time. But the pain and fear in their innocent eyes, Their shaking hands and legs, Their love for the matriarch who's leaving, Their unhappy tears which blurs the scene, The way their mother soothes them, That their sister is not leaving them, That she's always our possession, That wedlock is a sacred bo