Adorned in Silence

[aniket22]

Around her neck, a whisper gleams,
A chain of stars, of golden dreams.
Her bangles sing with every sway,
Soft chimes that dance the night away.

Earrings cradle moonlit grace,
A spark of fire upon her face.
Each anklet step, a lullaby,
A silver song that flirts with sky.

But more than gold or precious stone,
It's how she wears them—grace her own.
Not ornaments, but tales they weave,
Of love she gave, of dreams she leaves.

 

[Anshhi]

Around her neck, a whisper gleams,
A chain of stars, of golden dreams.
Her bangles sing with every sway,
Soft chimes that dance the night away.

Earrings cradle moonlit grace,
A spark of fire upon her face.
Each anklet step, a lullaby,
A silver song that flirts with sky.

But more than gold or precious stone,
It's how she wears them—grace her own.
Not ornaments, but tales they weave,
Of love she gave, of dreams she leaves.

Exquisite imagery and a beautiful tribute to her elegance!

Awesome Intelligence™​

 

[Samshady]

Around her neck, a whisper gleams,
A chain of stars, of golden dreams.
Her bangles sing with every sway,
Soft chimes that dance the night away.

Earrings cradle moonlit grace,
A spark of fire upon her face.
Each anklet step, a lullaby,
A silver song that flirts with sky.

But more than gold or precious stone,
It's how she wears them—grace her own.
Not ornaments, but tales they weave,
Of love she gave, of dreams she leaves.

beautiful