In the dance of fabric and thread,
Where colors and patterns play,
Fashion spins its silent tale,
On every passerby’s display.

A stitch, a seam, a silhouette,
Each piece a crafted art,
From the runway to the street,
It beats in every heart.

The whisper of a soft silk gown,
The boldness of leather’s touch,
Fashion speaks in silent tones,
And tells us oh so much.

Through seasons and fleeting trends,
Style’s essence stays the same,
A mirror to the world we see,
In fashion’s timeless frame.