Saris Poems - Poems about Saris

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...Crimson saris, silk Woven with threads of gold, A dancer's graceful sway, Reflecting ancient lore, A turban's vibrant hues, Sun-baked earth, spice-scented air, Desert whispers tales, Of cara......

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...The Khasis and their living root bridges, woven whispers of time, a testament to patience and respect for growth. The Santhals and their vibrant saris, each thread a story told, a tapestry ......

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...The rustle of silk saris in a temple breeze, a voice that echoes with the ancient Ganga's flow, a woman weaves words, her heart at ease, a tapestry of stories, where ancient myths grow. She spe......

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...We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature-trees, flowers, grass-grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, ......

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...Varanasi town’s radiance glows vibrant tonight ‘Neath the moonbeams soft autumn flow It’s the full moon festival of the god’s sacred light: Dev Deepawali; joyous spirits will glow The Hindu mon......

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...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 ......

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...Too many lives are floating in this flood wave Mon Ami, I am honored to be included in your exposition Theological border walls You were opening your glittering purse, A set of cloth line......

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...Sprawling green gardens super Brilliant, breezy cool weather Bustling busy night life Clubbing culture that does strike Thriving tech talent pool With culture uniquely cool Fastest growin......

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...Russian rhythms warm the crowd up in the gloaming. Hairs create golden cascades on the street. Even a moralist doesn’t go home, enticed ......

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...Chandelier earrings dangling Golden bangles jingling Thick long raven hair Twisted and pinned in swirls With ornate gold embellishment Luxuriously wrapped In silk and brocade Lavish lengths ......

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...The booming sound of Dhak resonated through the air, The children squealed in utter merriment at the fair--- Flaunting their newly bought ensemble of myriad hue, Some were draped in saris, mod jea......

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...Dreams of India Her music haunts me in such a knowing way it makes me weep and causes my heart to ache. I become homesick for her scents, her sounds, her food, her enchanting dance whi......

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...The Land Where the Lemon-Trees Flower I know the land where the lemon-trees flower, where citrus fragrance lingers after a summer shower. In sun-sweetened India, lemon-trees radiantly blo......

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...Hands tapering down to fine wiry wrists, They were strong and straight. Footsteps left empty along the cleaner than before Floorboards. The ancient sounds of cats scratching over them gone. ......

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