The Sparkling Soiree

The gleaming lanes wore an attire of ecstasy
To welcome the magical fantasy
The world blooms at the advent of joy,
To celebrate the gala of lights.

I was cajoled by the daintiness
The land of hope was brushed up by the brightness
My heart started singing with the tunes of merriment ,
The whole ambience danced in enjoyment.

The sounds of felicity reached with purity
My abode thrived in sanctity
The hues of brightness stayed in much fervour ,
To embolden my spirit in gaiety.

Polly Handique