The August Goddess
August gave that aurous star,
She glows like the fireflies put in a jar.
Vibrant shades from a country bazaar,
Make that calming girl's avatar.
The milky moonlight loves her song,
And melts itself as it as it travels along.
She gives us the breeze that heals big wounds,
And her hopeful thoughts just never have bounds.
Boons are showered on the pondering poor,
When the guardian angel wears grandeur.
Eternal breathers and elegant cuddles,
Render peace as the pain dwindles.
Like a cooling rain in a scorching day,
She cares for the world in a motherly way.
Unfair times are the preys of her play,
She sticks to her mission as you work and pray.