Saree Poems - Poems about Saree

...It was 3'O clock On a lonely morning, You called me It's only a Cup of tea, But you are the only attracted me the most, Your eyes are the beauty Where I get lost, I lost myself in your magi......Read the rest...

... Give it up. All of that. It is about Time. All of that. I wish I could be another line, more than that! A wedding, a red saree and a bracelet moment A garnishing with flower petals and s......Read the rest...

...1 sunflowers ring teenagers ChatGPT Sapphic know-how 2 her décolleté blouse and see-through saree— curve’s vanity 3 a curled snake with fangs ready to poison love’s narrow passage ......Read the rest...

...It was only me in the room The room was messed up With my stuffs and my thoughts But all that I can see, Was her in black saree And then I got lost In the moments of the night. Just ......Read the rest...

... My sister made me see lavender That day in December, Twenty-nine gifts show her heart's tender; A time to remember That silk saree and thank gift sender. ...Read the rest...

...Inspired By Connie Marcum Wong's Poem "Dreams Of India" Dreams of India Her music haunts me in such a knowing way it makes me weep and causes my ......Read the rest...

...A Eunuch(kinner)On Train A beautiful lady in saree, sat beside, in a hurry. In a local train, to reach ‘Howrah’ in rain . Dressed in vibrant, female in appearance. Suddenly, she clapp......Read the rest...

...House turns into brothel today, near and dear seems prostitute glory of saree has lost in clownish luxury, lost their gentle look. Facebook and Messenger continue to serve them freely thereon dati......Read the rest...

...when earth wears lemon yellow saree trees adorn gold......Read the rest...

...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. ~~~ ......Read the rest...

...Your breath continuous, ceaseless, endless Happening on its own without any efforts on your part Ever given it a thought? How can anything happen on its own? Not only breathing but all internal a......Read the rest...

...My tale goes back fifty years to my boyhood days, to a mansion three stories high near the road way, we boys aged ten, with girls not allowed to play, our family rules were strict, we better obey!......Read the rest...

...I got up in the morning because my mom yelled, as she usually does…… Everyone was busy with their own work That my mother had assigned… When I entered the kitchen, Mom said to me, “Don’t laug......Read the rest...

...To qasimji A special and king-size salute To the head master astute Favourite among the pupils pretty A man of discipline full of duty Today being his birthday Let me verse come what may A sim......Read the rest...

...Echummi was married even before she learnt to wear a saree and when she did learn she learnt to wear white only white and often when she passed a mirror what she saw would chil......Read the rest...