I wanna Marry

Freedom and marriage can never ride in tandem. Marriage is being projected as an injustice to right of freedom or rather freedom is the bafflement in one’s social arrangement for this very season of life. Marriage comes at the cost of lecherous appetites and in return gives a life time tenure for a restrain free juxtaposition with the whets long desired.

I wanna marry

Doesn't that sound scary

But everyone loves cherry

So I wanna marry

I can't further tarry

I've got a lust to carry

So I told my strawberry

I wanna marry

But she refused to marry

She said you want to quarry

She went on to parry

Said "bhen-de-takke", I am sorry

But I insist, I wanna marry

I'm your silkworm, you are my mulberry

I'm your ship, you are my ferry

I'm your heart, you are my merry

I'm your "bhen-de-takke",you are my raspberry

And so I wanna marry

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Truly inspired from all the beautiful angels of my musings and here's an anecdote of marriage from the very musings

"Husband" doesn't mean
Highly Useful Servant Bend At Ninety Degree

"Wife" doesn't mean
Wonderful Item For Entertainment

But Marriage does mean
An association for ever