(wrote after watching movie Corpse Bride)
It’s a tale of an accursed girl,
caught in the worldly illusion whirl.
Happy with her life and pride,
always dreamed of becoming lucky bride.
Enjoyed her life being alone,
unless fell in love with a boy unknown.
Seemed they deeply love each other,
against the warning from her mother.
She knew her parents won’t accept this,
their marriage had no hope,
so decided with him to elope.
Planned on a new moon night,
when they will escape from visions,
in the absence of moonlight.
She stole some costly gems and jewel,
which they planned to sell.
She reached the garden surrounded by dark,
dead silence all around,
where she can even hear far away dog’s bark.
Waiting,waiting under a tree in pain,
situation became worst,
when started a heavy rain
Suddenly got a hit in head….
….from behind and lost in sleep,
When woke up she started to weep.
Gone all the gems and jewel,
then she realized about the betrayal.
Though she was alive but murdered,
from inside with love,faith and trust.
She ran towards home crying in burst.
Forgiven by parents for her worst mistake,
but she learned a lesson to recognize,
people with faces real or fake.
Always beware before it’s too late,
Every time life doesn’t give second fate.
by KAMLESH ORAON
DISCOVERING POEMS 
Read this movie and now it feels no need to watch this movie.
Beautiful try. Keep traveling in this writing journey. Loved it.
Thank you Rahul for the kind appreciation 🙂
Wonderful sequencing of events! Concise and to the point–I traveled with the young girl through her plight! You managed also to give a good lesson at the end! Fantastic, Kamlesh!
This is a good example of a Narrative Poem:
Narrative poetry tells a story and comprises much of the oral tradition of many cultures. Famous stories, such as the legend of Robin Hood and tales of King Arthur, began as narrative poems that spread by word of mouth before literacy became widespread. Some scholars suggest that the rhythm and rhyme of these poems served as memory aids and allowed them to be passed down with little change through many generations.
Thank you Nanny….during school days, I always enjoyed narrative poems when taught in the class. It always remained my favourite category of poetry because it binds the reader till the end.
…and you succeeded brilliantly in that with your poem, Kamlesh!
I happened to see the animation movie just a few days ago n i must say that you have done a great job of bringing forth the feel
Thank you Ma’am I am glad you liked it
macha diye ho baba…good work…keep writing
Thanks yaar