SAREE BEAUTY

SAREE QUEEN
Not gowns of silk, but stories sewn,
Sarees unfurl, with edges known.
A symphony in threads so fine,
On pageant floors, their brilliance shine.

Yet, more than stage lights' fleeting praise,
These borders speak of bygone days.
From looms of weavers, hands so true,
Each edge whispers tales, vibrant and new.

Kanchipuram's gold, a temple's gleam,
Whispers of gods in a sacred dream.
Paithani's pallu, a peacock's pride,
Dances with grace, where colors confide.

Banarasi's brocade, a Mughal decree,
Woven with history, for all to see.
Each intricate motif, a silent rhyme,
Echoes of empires transcending time.

So let the sarees take center stage,
A tapestry rich, beyond the age.
For in their edges, beauty thrives,
India's legacy, forever alive.