On a beach of golden sands so pure, Where waves crash and seagulls soar, A glamourous stage, a runway appears, Where fashion takes form, dispelling all fears.
A gentle breeze dances with the sound, Of models striding, grace unbound, Their confident steps leave imprints so light, As they bring forth creations, visions so bright.
Dresses of silk, flowing like the sea, Colours vibrant, as wild as it can be, Designers’ dreams, from thought to reality, An artistic fusion, a beautiful duality.
Bathing suits in bold styles and patterns, Flaunting curves, in a myriad of lanterns, Effortlessly chic, confidence displayed, Every body celebrated, not one betrayed.
The catwalk extends like a silver serpent, Reflecting sunlight, radiant and fervent, The models parade with poise and pride, In garments designed as artistry’s guide.
As the sun sets, painting the sky in hues, The runway transforms, as night imbues, With glistening stars, the models embrace, The rhythm of fashion, uttering elegance and grace.
Through each stride, the beach becomes alive, With dreams that dance and memories thrive, An enchanting blend of nature’s splendor, Fashion’s allure, a tale to remember.
So let the waves clap in joyous applause, As the models captivate, without a pause, For this runway on the beach, a masterpiece, Where fashion meets nature, and beauty finds peace.
