From loom to tomb,
Birth, adulthhood & death
We weave our fate
to the life cycle we meet.
Weaving magic with each thread,
They hands are never at rest.
Creating beauty with each stitch,
His artistry is truly the best.
With nimble fingers and steady hand,
The weaver creates a dress.
He works morning to night,
Where art and culture never cease.
The loom is his canvas, the threads his paint,
The weaver creates a work of art.
His art is rob and vail,
but the shroud touch the heart.
Weaver weaves a story,
With each thread
Of culture and history.,
Isn't it our glorious culture.
He creates colors and shapes
With patience and skill,
Their evergreen artistry,
Is a true wonder to see.
- The loom is his stage,
The threads his notes,
weaver creates a masterpiece,
A true work of artistry. With each thread,
Weaver weaves a tale,
Where beauty never fails.
We see true tales.
With each stitch, he creates a dream,
Of a land where art and culture reign supreme.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
Is a true testament to his country's legacy.
The loom is his kingdom,
the threads his throne,
He creates a masterpiece alone,
His true work of art is unknown.
With each thread,
he weaves a prayer.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
Is a true gift to humanity.
The loom of life weaves a tapestry,
Of birth, adulthood, and death's mystery.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A reflection of life's diversity.
From birth to death, we weave our story,
The Indian weaver's artistry, a legacy.
His tapestries a reminder,
Of life's journey, a fleeting ember.
Life's tapestry, a work of art,
Birth, adulthood, and death, each a part.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A reflection of life's complexity.
From the loom of life, we are born,
Birth, adulthood, death, the cycle worn.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A testament to life's diversity.
Life's journey, a tapestry of threads,
Birth, adulthood, death, each a thread.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A reminder of life's fragility.
The loom of life weaves a story,
Of birth, adulthood, and death's glory.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A symbol of life's transitory.
From birth to death, life's tapestry,
The Indian weaver's artistry, a legacy.
His tapestries a reminder,
Of life's journey, a fleeting ember.
Life's tapestry, a work of art,
Birth, adulthood, and death, each a part.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A reflection of life's diversity.
The loom of life weaves a pattern,
Of birth, adulthood, and death's matter.
The Indian weaver's artistry,
A symbol of life's complexity