#OnamTales

In the vibrant pookalam's embrace,
Each flower tells a tale, a grace.
Petals whisper stories of old,
In hues of marigold and gold.

The lily speaks of love so true,
While jasmine scents the morning dew.
Lotus blooms with wisdom's lore,
As hibiscus hums folklore.

Roses blush with secrets deep,
Chrysanthemums their promises keep.
In this floral tapestry fine,
Every bloom a tale divine.

So in the pookalam's colorful glory,
Each flower weaves its unique story.
A mosaic of nature's art,
Capturing beauty, a masterpiece at heart.
© Blackprincess