WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

Sapphire Grace

Shweta Maurya, draped in sapphire gleam,
A vision unfolds, a captivating dream.
The fabric flows, a river rich and deep,
Where silken waves in gentle motion sweep.

The hue of twilight, skies before the night,
Cascades upon her form, a perfect sight.
Each fold embraces, whispers soft and low,
A secret beauty only moonlight knows.

Her eyes, like pools reflecting heavens above,
Sparkling depths of wonder and of love.
A smile that hints of stories yet untold,
A timeless tale in cerulean unfold.