Monday, May 01, 2006

translucent

translucent skin
like fresh new leaves of Amaltas.
beautiful
intelligent
accomplished
she was a melody in grace.

“she is too good
for ordinary princes!”
so her adoring father
found an NRI.

a dream wedding
what a handsome couple!

delayed visa
she followed later
only to find
he had another life
another wife
another family.

he had married her
only for her wealth.

bruises... dark on the skin
bruises... dark inside.
long legal proceedings
annulled marriage.

now she manages
her father’s empire
efficiently
like an automaton
opaque... eyes
opaque... skin.