Upon my wrist, love's echo, bangles gleam,
A token whispered, love's eternal dream.
Today, my heart's desire, it finds its way,
Unbidden blessings, in emerald array.
Upon my wrist, love's echo, bangles gleam.
On pale wrists, they chime, a rhythmic grace,
In crimson symphonies, they find their place.
"My love will come, and carry you away,"
They sing, these bangles, in a fervent sway.
Upon my wrist, love's echo, bangles gleam.
How did he know, my love, this vibrant hue?
This shade that dances, forever true?
From kohl to bindi, henna's painted art,
Sixteen adornments, ruling in my heart.
Upon my wrist, love's echo, bangles gleam.
Each married woman, their kindred soul,
The older they are, the more they now extol.
Not gold, nor diamonds, but a fragile sphere,
Glass whispers blessings, banishing all fear.
Upon my wrist, love's echo, bangles gleam.
Today, my heart's desire, it finds its way,
Unbidden blessings, in emerald array.
Upon my wrist, love's echo, bangles gleam.
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