Under the glow of harvest moon so bright,
People gather together to enjoy folk songs.
Rejoicing themselves with the rhythm of culture,
Creating a mesmerizing sight.
Joyful laughter fills the air,
As everyone joins together to enjoy the show.
With various festival such as the Poush Mela,
The essence of Nabanna Utsav truly begins to glow.
With cakes and desserts made of rice,
The festival concludes with traditional songs beneath the sky.
Vibrant and colorful stalls, makes a soothing display,
Folklores and stage performances are at play.
Colourful lanterns glow with stories untold,
The spirit of the harvest, a treasure to behold.
With hopes for peace, they dance and sing,
In the warmth of community, their spirits takes wing.
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PoesiaThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
