The Ball Room
The Ball Room


Carpet of Loachans, amid frozen trees,
With silence shimmers, falls crimson flakes,
Breaking the peace enters host, the chaste breeze,
Welcomes the murk, to swallow the day breaks,
Comes along the dancing peacock to an event by lakes,
Croaks the frog, from inside its regiment,
Waking up abode's home tenants,
Hand in hand sung the thunder the poise bloom,
The beauty of lightning danced in scent,
Under the rain, amid enthralling ball room.