Behind the wedding gown

Behind the wedding gown Choked by the vicious tentacles of patriarchy Blinded and blinkered by the snowy white gown The uniform artistic bridal team dances That, “May you kiss the bride moment, I do, I do” It poisoned my tender sober mind And drove me into this inanimate dungeon Lashed by the hot dry desert winds And brushed off what laid behind the gown You should have told me mom! About these unleashed vicious blows The loud smack,thwack of thunder claps The caustic, vitriolic stings from disarranged syllables Needle piercing like the sting of a deathstalker Burning like the furious petrol flames Leaving my soul broken and burnt into ashes A caged bird with tied wings Watching the rose wither Watching the bullied morning breeze by the sun’s rays I watched the dry cracked earth The barren frowning sky Genuflecting, genuflecting and genuflecting! But should i languish in servitude till i die?