Hear 'Em Coming

Hear the wedding bells ring.
The sound of kompang beats.
The neverending music by my good 'ol punk friends.
Oh, and now see me as I walk,
down the road with him at my side.
My entourage leading and following us faithfully.

Oh, here comes the bride,
and here comes my groom.
All dressed up and ready to shine.

The loud kompang beats now come to a halt.
My punk band saved their last notes for later.
The lead singer introduces us, and welcomes us.
And so the ceremony continues..

With kompang beats and romantic punk rock songs,
the endless chatterings of dressed up guests,
and aroma of good food filling up in the air..
Two souls come together, on this special day.

A commitment to be built, on strength and trust.
A new definition of life.
New challenges to overcome.
The much awaited journey now begins..

The End.

"I had a weird dream that I was asked to get married, somehow urgently. It seemed so real and so funny, yet so scary at the same time. I could see clearly who was the boy I was asked to marry with. Strange dream, really.

It's not me to marry, not now, I mean.
Pretty cool dream though, something to think about.
An inspiration to write a poem.
Enjoy, and here u go everyone.."