Black Gold
Ahmedabad
In my heart there is a world apart,
Where dreams are never dreamt,
And songs never sung,
Alas sinister thoughts linger long
Like a river with no banks,
Intricate desires explode like fireworks
In my heart there is a city made of solid gold
Slowly i return back to the enthroned
Like wheels on a thread,
I awaken like a volcano erupting from molten rocks
It's a goldmine indeed!
A conceptual product shoot by Sweta Parikh - Bespoke Jewellery for Summer 2018.