The auspicious tattoo, the ornament of a bride,
henna designs ink her skin particles in sight.
the bones are of colorful wood, the feathers resplendent,
the peacock stands as a spectacle of nature’s fragrance.
countless voices, sprinkling verses in the temple,
the devotee gazes and hangs her faith in prayers.
the window of colors on either side guard as an angel,
sewing the tinted jewels in night’s cradle.
where they greet every guest with flowers in a tie
the petals rest in water creating a bloom in your eye.
small patios watch themselves in water,
the dusky light warms up a melting marble’s quarter.
the broken halves but a beauty so fierce,
words slip by as centuries without any shears.
corridors are arranged waiting for you to arrive,
purple wins the air where luxurious symmetries strive.
a son is decorated, a warrior comes to life,
mother earth becomes his chariot, wind is his sharpest knife.
Above pictures are in response to the weekly photo challenge : patterns
Images copyright : theinnerzone