Best Matrimony Poems
This day I have much to say
To say “I do” is long over due,
Pressure has turned to treasure,
As relegation transformed into relaxation,
Gossip is now a floral of roses,which
Makes our foes to swallow shame as hexoses.
Her necklace glitters like corundum
which is a beautified addendum,
After waiting for four seasons
before going to the altar,
This union is going to be better,
For deep love is observed to the latter.
Pain has turned to gain,
and tears to ‘cheers!’ ,
Loneliness of the past is now blessing at last,
Being a groom today makes me bloom with joy,
As my bride walks towards me with pride,
Couple we are, couple we will be!,
From ages to ages without rage.
*Hexoses-six carbon sugars e.g glucose,fructose and galactose…
Is wedlock the true route to all conjugal bliss,
Nuptial excitement that starts with a kiss?
Or is it the halter after the altar,
That threatens to fetter and make life not better?
The fondling and cuddling and nights of long snuggling,
Changed overnight to ones, of alcohol guzzling.
A churlishness now in the partner is found,
From a beloved spouse to an obnoxious bloodhound.
She a fabulous cook,now sports a grumpy old look;
He's turned from intimacy to reading a book.
Love and coquetry has come to an ebb,
Finding affections in a new kind of web.
Monogamy turns to Polygamy slowly,
And perhaps doing things even more lowly?
From celibacy to intimacy and words we can't shout,
Now their connubial contact lies down and out.
They denounce and renounce and have their say,
To begin a life in a new kind of way.
Leaving it all to their legal belief,
Divorce now brings in,some kind of relief.
But where it will lead is anybodys guess,
For the ball is now rolling and lifes in a mess.
=== Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
From a valid marriage
Arises a bond between the spouses
Its very nature is perpetual
Exclusive
In a Christian marriage
Spouses are strengthened
As it were consecrated for the duties
The dignity of their state by a special sacrament.
(CCC 1638
To you
Union is an unwanted monster
Your love is at war
Strife over a small matter
This is your manner
Matrimony should be harmony
Cloud of malice is not like eye-candy
Should be erased as a useless memory
To give a room to a definite harmony
In love
Half plus half make one only
As one plus one are solely
For the collation of two contrary persons
Become an only person
For halves to rivet to become a one
Understanding, admitting they're one
And to forgiving
And forgetting
With neither a prattle nor prompt
For all living are bound in fault
And it's not a syndrome of disease, but inherent
For love is a prime number
For one increase is prime and flower
Sincerity makes a prime matrimony
As eyes are prime to the body.
Small particle may erase anxiety and affliction
Give thanks for small things for they can bring a grin.
Unity of two whilst same gender.
For love, for kinship, for the future.
Tied by the very hands of Destiny.
Of minute difference to the society.
Yet recognized as a monstrosity.
By those fueled by animosity.
The government goes with the flow.
Their people’s mindset they follow.
Perception still stuck in perpetual limbo.
Seen as despicable freaks of nature.
Freaks who defy the traditionalists’ culture.
It’s only a matter of time, said Mr Lee Kuan Yew.
The Heart of Acceptance lies solely within you.
Instilled with bravery, birthed the dot of Pink.
Freedom to love is their cause.
Persuasion of people is their real test.
Flaked by many, zealously they persist.
Every year unfailingly at Hong Lim Park.
The rally of Pink is held until dark.
On the other hand, are the religious.
Those that deem homosexuality odious.
Christians don white unto the rally of Pink.
Hopeful that the Pink will doublethink.
That the sins are condemned by a powerful being.
Besides the Christians, the Muslims are in this too.
But the others seem to be cool.
Notes
Just a disclaimer, this poem is not meant to rile up any hostile feelings and what not. I wrote it for my school project a few months back about the different perceptions of homosexual marriage in Singapore and nothing more.
Matrimony
Homage
Linkage
Marriage
Passage
Respecting loves, homage, linkage, grows.
Honor those rings, marriage passage glows.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 16, 2010
Poetic form: Tyburn
You and I built empty things
empty sounds that drip, dripped
down bathroom sinks
Gone stale in damp mountains of towels
that sulked resentfully behind doors
I listened to the tick, tick of a soundless clock
that moved up and down
with our childrens' breath
Your 3 AM skin dark and warm in your nest
While I am inanimate like stone
You and I made empty things
that lived in corners, in dark, dark coffee stained surrender
And I never cease to wonder
How deep the cellar stairs went down
How deep, deep
and tender.
You can beat me up,
Send me to Malaysia for treatment,
I was on business, I will tell them
When I am back,
Business is good.
I have soldiers living
In my dining room,
Roaming my garden
Peeing in my swimming pool,
You placed them there,
The courts cannot take them out.
You walked out on me,
Never talked to me;
Married a twenty year old
The newspaper says,
You threatened to kill me,
Your hand is my danger.
A poem written in honour of the bride and groom.
EPITHALAMIUM
O' Father we come to saturate
We come to honour to celebrate
EPITHALAMIUM
lo' epithalamium
Hallehullia, wedding angel
These two bride and groom
Holy nuptials these two shall make
1st we honour you, God
For the creation of this your child, beautiful woman
And this adorning man of your heart
A breath of love these two shares
We shall honour
wedding angel
lo' epithalamium, Hallehullia
A marriage vow, a marriage bed
We all stand here to celebrate
EPITHALAMIUM
O' Father we come to saturate
We come to honour to celebrate
EPITHALAMIUM
lo' epithalamium
These two in holy matrimony
8/10/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
They gather together in the pits of hell
to join in unholy matrimony
Greed and Lust. A union of sin with evil grins
the groom and bride exchange vows.
Greed-Just as hell is hot just as space is cold I promise to lay riches at your feet
and power in your hands.
Lust-Just as snakes slithers just as rats are diseased ridden I promise
to fulfill all your sinful desires.
By the powers invested in evil the groom may kiss the bride.
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet
POETRY MATRIMONY.
I don't remember
How it started or what started us
But you for sure wasn't a stranger
You were always around here
Lone and sold to heartbreak
I was also some drenched cat
Till you dry me with your lip
(Let's not try to remember,the past is gone now we're in the presence)
Let poetry bring up the music
The muse we now know
Should keep on burning
Like an eternal torch
Not prone to the force of the harsh wind
Let our soul grow deep in the romance of poetry
I remember you were both a reader and a writer
(That cemented us perhaps because
We were similar)
Let's seal our love with poetry
We should stand before muse
Joined together in the conjugal bliss of words
Let our matrimony ink words for the feeble,strength
For the despair, hope
Let's destroy and reconstruct
With matrimonial muse
(We could establish a generation with a voice inked down for activism)
We'd would live forever
In poetry matrimony.
They gather together in the pits of hell
to join in unholy matrimony
Greed and Lust.
A union of sin with evil grins the groom and bride
exchange vows.
Greed - Just as hell is hot just as space is cold
I promise to lay riches at your feet and power in
your hands.
Lust - Just as snakes slithers just as rats are diseased
ridden I promise to fulfill all your sinful desires.
By the powers invested in evil the groom may kiss the bride.
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Brown
Philosopher aka The Green Poet
It wasn’t easy to reach this moment
To establish a journey with you and me on it
But as I stand here by your side
I wouldn’t trade anything to take this ride
We have seen it all and have struggled a bit
We even came to times where we wanted none of it
But we persevered and we stuck it through
And now on this alter before all of you
I proclaim my love to my precious dear
Whom I shall cherish year after year
When hair turns grey like the cloudy skies
And turmoil builds because of the lies
I will stand tall and place my queen on her throne
I will not leave, never to be left alone
The king is present and his present to you
Is undying commitment for him to stay true
Rain showers come as I see you march down
Never a happier moment when I put on your crown
And say that you are the queen of all queens
The love of my life, I, the king of all kings
Behind every man there is a woman
But my lady is beside me and she keeps me going
She provides counsel in times of confusion
We worship and praise, the blessings of God no losing
No line has been uttered to display my true feelings
Before you and God my love I am kneeling
Claiming to be forever your servant
Your protector, your lover, your husband un-swerving
My title has been given and my duties are clear
When you speak to me your words I will hear
And remember those words and bring to the light
All of the darkness that may cause you fright
I know the tears in your eyes are that of joy
And I kiss each one with my own pride and joy
To have met and wed the one God placed for me
Place your hands in mine and let us walk gracefully
For we have proven good still abounds
In a land of evil running rampant through towns
I ask you to love me as I will love you
This holy matrimony between me and you
Indifferent in the front of uncertainty
Eyes hooked to the cloudy sky
Where stars tend to disappear, scars tend to appear,
A perfect venue for holy matrimony of
Depression and the habitual pessimist in me
The silence was our favorite destination,
A perfect getaway, a perfect honeymoon spot.
Slowly with a pinch of lust,
Depression impregnated the reality
Self-doubt was our son,
Low self-esteem was our daughter
A picture-perfect happy family
Untie me not of this blessed bond
For I writhe in pleasurable pains
Of our love-shot arrows.
Unlucky, I could have been
Feelings of you are not mine
Only God saved me.
Until death apart us send
Feeling saturated of love rains
Offspring's grace of our tomorrows.
Undiluted love, have I seen
Far impressed is the sign
Of our union overwhelming.