Knitting thoughts 

While knitting thoughts 
She is biting her nail
Bringing beauty fully out 
Keeping smile on Rosy trail 
Standing composed and calm
Eyes are asking “is she pretty”
And Heart is saying hmm


Taj Mahalic Body like of white marble 

She keeps Red-Fort over the lip space

Her words are cuckoo’s Spring warble

Chilika Lake in eyes and THAR on face