Embellished with threads of a myriad hues, the fabric whispers its secrets… to those who pause to heed its call.

From the start of time, in Nature’s grand design,
Male and female walking hand in hand, benign,
For each other created, as the sun and moon align.

A butterfly dances, a symbol of duality's play,
Two skies unfold—dusk's descent to night's embrace,
And sunrise's promise, where hope finds its place.

Birds in pairs, singing their song,
Across mountains and seas searching,
where love's currents belong.

Two palms stand watch over sparkling waters
Reflecting day and night, life's joy and pain,
The suns and the moons ever shared reign.

Eyes that speak in silent dismay, yet mask the pain,
Still, in sorrow's shadow, the true bond remains,
With eyes that see beyond, a brave heart shares his strain.

Strokes of fate, trials that test a heart's mettle,
Bravely holding pain, in love's subtle battle,
In art's depth, a poetic echo of love defined.

In this textile world of symbolism, of darkness and light,
Ishq holds the thread of courage, forever shining bright.