Verdant Promises

In the tapestry of Navratri's grand design,

On the eighth night, stars above us shine,

In peacock green, our desires take flight,

As we celebrate under the soft moonlight.

A hue that represents wishes fulfilled,

In its embrace, our hearts are stilled,

Women in resplendent green attire,

Dance with passion, their spirits higher.

From the darkness of the starlit sky,

Emerald dreams begin to multiply,

As we honour the Goddess, our voices rise,

In her grace, we find our greatest prize.

In the heart's secret chamber, so concealed,

Desires and hopes are finally revealed,

With every step, every rhythmic beat,

In peacock green, dreams and love meet.

The night unfolds like a precious gift,

In the realm of Navratri, our spirits lift,

As we sway to the music's sweet refrain,

Our deepest wishes, we dare not restrain.

With each prayer, we strengthen our connection,

To the divine, seeking her protection,

In peacock green's vibrant embrace,

We find fulfilment and boundless grace.

As the moon and stars serenely shine,

Our dreams align, intertwine,

In the velvet darkness, our hearts ignite,

In the glory of Navratri's peacock green light.

So we dance, we sing, we celebrate,

On this night of destiny and fate,

Eternal promises in this verdant scene,

In the world of dreams, we find what's been.

In the realm of Navratri's sacred rite,

In peacock green, our spirits take flight,

A symphony of hopes, a colourful stream,

In this enchanting world, we dare to dream.