A bride at 20!

He comes from far by flight
Reaches my heart that height

He has landed people say
Closer has he come by way

The grand venue of wedding
Is like a poem without a heading
Until this man of mine fills
The air around me with his presence

Jewels, enough I am adorned with
Made by my dear and near kith
Still the crown of my heart
Feels so struggling with heat

Whether he will like myself,
Or will he find me not enough?
Ridiculous though my feeling
For he comes not for deciding

He has agreed to take my hand
And is sure to hold the bond
Then why does my mind flicker
The slight shakes, storms trigger

Am I up to what he expects?
For he sees me after two years!
Facebook and whatsap do connect, yet
To face, face to face, has a different effect.

Seeing in person is so moving
That my pulse keeps ebbing
Whats all this trembling?
Is he a terror or something?

Hey, no not at all, his smile
And his eyes go deep and sail
In the sea of my inner feeling
And settle for a smooth sailing.

All I want from him is his word!
That I really look very good
I may be kiddish, childish
I know I am called foolish.

But I can't help this, because
No one's word does please.
Waiting for him, my groom
To come and break the gloom.

I know he can't say aloud
Waiting to catch his behold.
His eyes that say I look good
Is more than even an award!

Hundred people praise so much
Though till ears their words touch
Never pleased my heart with those
But long for his whispers and gestures.