When she walked the by lanes in yellow kurti churidar
And lehariya dupatta
Even the golden oldies Suspired
Recollecting their Yesteryears prime
When She bit her scarlet lips
The blue wispy clouds winked in dalliance
Her lilac hair fragrance perfumed her aura
The green foliages restless to borrow her vivaciousness
The orange marmalade sky envying her coquetry
Her youth alluring as indigos
Was ripening like the rainbow palette
With each day
Pristine and Bewitching!!
PS: Posted as part of 8 days poetic marathon #PeetMeNotLeave. My gratitude to Award winning poetess Ellora Mishra for tagging me!