Veil of red net

The head hidden

Inside the veil,

Of red net with shining glitters,

More shiny are the eyes with waters.

The head parted with vermilion,

Oh! so red it seems,

No, don’t look at it,

It’s mine now, “he is mine” – She feels.

He is mine – She feels.


( Written after witnessing one of my school friend’s wedding)