A piece of fabric so intricately woven,
Graceful falls, elegant designs.
When adorned nothing need be spoken,
'Epitome of grace and beauty', it redefines.
Six yards of Silk, Georgette or Cotton,
Violet, blue, green, red, black or even burgundy.
Combining various shades of colours long forgotten,
It transforms her into an ethereal beauty.
A dash of eye shadow, a dab of lipstick,
A spray of seductive perfume.
The twilight flattering her lock's mystique,
Their peace of mind, she consumes.
The Saree is an exquisite enigma,
Making heads turn is its intent.
"Thou shalt intensify her beauty", its dogma,
Six yards of Glamour, Refinement, Shapeliness and Elegance, it represents.
1 comment:
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