Arranged/ forced/ coerced marriages

[Showkat]

Salaams All

Something which i saw today made me write this poem, its amazing how the face is the insight into a persons heart and thoughts regarding happyness and sadness. Enjoy and please make dua for such people.

It should be the happiest day of her life
When she becomes someones wife
Dressed in red
Bride to be
For everyone to compliment and see

But
She looks so sad
Despite the make up
She looks condemned
Eyes so far away in a distant place
As if shes attending her own funeral

She is so lovely
Pretty, smart and educated

But sadly
Arranged to marry a stranger
By her father
Rather
Than a man of her choice
She is from the Liberal west
But she has no voice

Family in the past they are still stuck
Deals are struck
Land and money is traded
Sons and daughters sold into virtual slavery
The curse of the red passport
Claims another innocent victim

Culture clash
Recipe for disaster
Women who dont obey the master
Get mentally abused and physically bashed
Divorce not an option
Family honour maintained at any cost

Depression
Suicidal thoughts
Overdose on pills
The sad reality
Most think it
Few could go through with it

Kids come in quick succession
Divorce option
Severely restricted
No way out
Accept your fate
Learn to live with it

Old before your time
Education and talent wasted
Not appreciated or respected

Total defeat and surrender
I respect you for compliance
And respecting your parents wishes
Most choose love over arranged
Must be deranged
Divorce and adultery stats are worse
Marriage seems like a curse

Keep on praying for strength and resolve
Only Allah can help
And send a saviour
To rescue and save you
The Reluctant bride

Author: Showkotali@hotmail.com

I thank Allah for giving me the creativity to express life and situations poetically, Alhamdulilah hi Rabil Alamen

[ze leetle elper]

Oh to be married
What happiness, what bliss!
As the big day arrives
Not a minute can you miss.

The bride puts on her gear
Sequined top to bottom
Flowers in her hair
Bought 3 days ago- now rotten.

The groom swallows nervously
His pointy shoes limp his walk
Hoping and praying quietly
His voice won't break as he talks.

As the aunties gather together
And the uncles stand outside
Gallons of curry are served
With side salads and white rice.

Everyone eats their fill
And take goodie bags home too
The children make a mess
Destroy lighting, flood the loos.

As the happy couple sit on the stage
The camera rolls on
Groom smiles hesitantly
Bride blushes with love.

Bring on the golden sweets
Time for the stuffing- everyone looks
Bride swallows all with force
Groom gives up and pukes.

As the day turns into night
And the children start to cry
The bride discreetly squeezes
Onion juice into her eyes.

They climb into the limo now
As it rolls away into the night
Families cry in unison
'What a beautiful sight.'

The groom flings off his shoes
As he turns towards the driver
'Yo mate, stop by the Dixy
And get us chicken and chips for a fiver.'

The flowers wilt some more
As the bride frowns at this request
'Only greens and beans allowed
No junk food in our nest.'

The groom's jaw drops
As the bride cracks her knuckles
The driver mumbles under his breath
'Another happily married couple.'

:inlove:

http://87.117.200.78/forum/showthread.php?p=245957&highlight=bride#post245957

[bint]

mann shawkat that was sad..to think that these lasses are still forced :( inshaALlah it doesnt happen to anyone..

[mominah]

That was depressing...accurate sadly for too many people...may this poem not be reflective of too many weddings! And may people be happy with their spouses inshallah!