Holi With No Home Poem by prapti choudhary

Moving feet as per the beat
The synonymous sound of dhol
Opening dil ka memory hole
Reminds me of sweet home

Fragrance of gulal
Taste of holi ka maal (gunjiya..)
Stucking hard in the heart

Watching people
Playing with gulaal
Showing moves on DJ

Is turning hard! Is turning hard!

Never knew,
Home's memory would be the strongest one's
The inseparable one's
The most closets one's
The most dearest to heart.

This Holiii...
Reminds Me of the bond
That i have actually forgot
Loneliness is killing me deep inside
Regrets of my absence at home
Is stucking hard in my mind

Maa, please come (at least)
Put that gulaal ka tikka
Make me taste the first bite of gunjiya

Is what all echoing in mah mind! !
Missing Home! holi! love! bonding!

Happy holi ❤