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Amy E Mar 2019
I must tell you of when Bridezilla came
But beg, please repeat not of this true tale
She had a dream, anyone she would maim
If they stood between her white fairytale
A gasp, a screech, her eyes went wide as wells
A maid’s bouquet lost, bride began to melt
Her skin flushed red, her eyes could only swell
A lovely wedding still be born, maids felt
She barked for them to leave the room at once
Hushed whispers rose throughout the dainty church
Such small matters could cause her to denounce
Finally, the bride at last emerged
Of course, the union came to be, oh yes
But not before creating undue stress
First time writing a sonnet. This was a challenge.
s Willow Feb 2019
A silvery white dress,
stained with tears and blood
of an ex-bride
sitting alone
at the alter.
Kylprin Feb 2019
Sunny days watered eyes
No matter what close your eyes
Tear out what's inside
mere Jan 2019
As the doors opened,
a beautiful bride I found.
With a pure white gown,
matched with a pastel,
well-arranged flowers, and
a colored hair, chesnut brown.

It was her. The woman I love.
The woman who made me feel
good, and told me that I'm the best.

She is now walking down
the aisle, slowly taking steps
with her father in a celebration
that everyone had gathered.
You can see in her shining
blue eyes the pure love and
happiness she felt.

She made it. She is now in my
front, wearing the best smile
she could ever give.

And there, the moment that
I've been waiting for, the
moment that everyone is
excited for.

I thought I can say,
"I do, Father"
But I was wrong;
Because the right thing
that I should say is,
"You may now kiss the bride".
Aseel Jan 2019
My desire to die is sneaking into my heart again but this time it’s wearing a white dress and a veil.
pistachio Dec 2018
Rose, hydrangea, tulip, lily
The place is on its aesthetic bloom
I walked in the aisle slowly
And at the end I see my groom
The march ended, and I sobbed heavily
As I saw my love lying peacefully.
What kind of emotion waits for her at the end of the aisle?
Philomena Dec 2018
I can see it now
The crowd a mix of strangers and friends
The stark white or rather the crisp lacy soft white all around me
The loud talking among such soft sweet music
The touch of your skin on mine each time our hands meet
The soft click of heels on the floor
The warm look in your eyes as they met mine
The contrast of the petals against the ground
The tenderness in your voice
The love in the air
Cant tell if this is one of those achievable dreams or not yet
RN Nov 2018
You're not Cecilia but you're breaking my heart
Lady, you're hitting my heart badly like a dart
You're my world but now it's falling apart
This is the end, I don't know where to start

All my dreams for us are gone
All our memories, Is it just for fun?
Baby, come back, this is not our plan
Big day tomorrow, we're not done

I'm half dead and half alive
I don't know if I'm going to survive
All I want is you, forever, by my side
But you leave a note,

You said you don't want to be my bride. .
Rhymes in my Mind
Özcan Sh Sep 2018
I was lying on the meadow
Looked at the stars in the sky
Felt something on my chest
A tender warm hand

She did not let me sleep
I held her warm, soft hand
And opened my eyes

It was a star from the sky
She has found her favorite
Place to shine bright

She came to me every night
And felt safe by my side

Through her charisma
She became a beautiful bride

I fell in love
Like a star that
Fell from the sky.
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