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That slow and spectacular gait of a bride Brimming as she is with nuptial pride With grace and beauty each regal stride as invitees whisper, 'here comes the bride'. She for her big day so perfectly embellished Her love-match said to be divinely predestined. On their big day even the plain-faced, homely ones turn into comely beauties A magical day as it is, of rituals and formalities. All the fuss and pomp, she almost feels like a queen Her glamour thus showcased, with praise dön't be mean. Attired in any hue, rose-red or even snow-white She glows with an aura of pure holy sacred light. Many overawed by the debut of her bridal charm Yet, watch out O' newly weds for any evil eye's harm. For the pinnacle of her womanly splendour and beauty is now upon coveted passion's pedestal and apogee She on stage now with only love's trophy and token Just graduating from spinsterhood, to disappear the maiden! As the center of attention, she turns into an actress Her emotions under zoom lens, a bit easier to guess For close-ups she knows she has to impress. Some coy, some bashful, some hiding joy in the heart of hearts With cameras clicking, drums beating, her new life starts