Autumn Bride
Dressed
in hues
of russet,
crimson and gold,
the Indian bride
captivates everyone.
Her starched saree rustles
as I walk over
it with barefoot.
Cool breeze, bright
sun bless
her.
~~~
16.09.2021
For :
Malabika Ray Choudhury
MERSE - Beauty Of Fall
Copyright © Rama Balasubramanian | Year Posted 2021
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