Everyday I get garbed,
in different colors nd patterns
My mother, a renowned artist ,
sketches my long and stretched body,
smudging the colors in various blends.
To various complexions I get transformed
On her mood everything depends .
Sometimes into a serene blue shade,
Or into shades too appealing to express.
Attimes im ravishingly groomed with a golden pendant,
Or to even darker shade with  bright glitters ,
That shimmer along the lustrous pearl at the centre ,
For the long night that awaits me.