The Preset

The Preset

The evening sky with crimson hue
Looked coy, just like the blushing bride.
And the gentle breeze: the bridesmaid,
whispered, teased, giggled in a friendly banter.

The tiny, friendly birds that flew through,
Seemed like the piece of jewellery,
That adorned the pretty bride and
Enhanced her existing charm and beauty.

The scene, no less than a masterpiece
With the presence of the rising moon,
Added to the existing aura.
Oh! So resplendent and soothing

Slowly, the big orange ball sunk,
And silenced all the musical shehnais.
Darkness loomed over the decked bride,
As she stepped into an unknown territory.
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