In folds of red, her saree flows,
Like rivers of love only a mother knows.
Her grace, a whisper of divinity's light,
Wrapped in crimson, she holds me tight.
My first love, beneath those woven threads,
Her laughter like music, her touch as soft as beds.
A mother, heaven’s reflection in a saree spun,
Divinely feminine, in her, all life has begun.
Like rivers of love only a mother knows.
Her grace, a whisper of divinity's light,
Wrapped in crimson, she holds me tight.
My first love, beneath those woven threads,
Her laughter like music, her touch as soft as beds.
A mother, heaven’s reflection in a saree spun,
Divinely feminine, in her, all life has begun.
- Jaagruthi Sharma
The above poem 'Crimson Grace of Saree' was written for the daily challenge 'Beauty of Saaree' conduct on 12th September 2024 by alpha letters, an unit of Sirene Publications.
So sweet
Greatly written
Amazing 😍🤩
Wow super 👏👏
It is really a nice one . Keep it up .
That’s wonderful, you really have a way with words. :-* I love the imagery you create with your poetry, it’s so vivid and full of emotion. It’s clear that you really care about the person you’re writing about.
Really good 👍
Awesome ❤️
Jaagruti Sharma is amazing poet and writer she is magical..very kind,observer and happy personality..poem is also too good
This is such a beautiful and heartfelt poem! The way you describe a mother’s love through the flowing saree is so vivid and tender. I especially love the connection between her grace and divinity—it captures the essence of motherhood perfectly. Truly a touching tribute!
Beautiful
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The way you describe a saree is really good 😊 a saree is a defination of a women.
I just love each and every line that you have written and depicted. This is so beautiful. Keep it up. 👏👏👏👏
Lovely lines ✨♥️
Beautiful 😍
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