In The Colour Of Holi Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
In The Colour Of Holi
The folks tunes are doing the rounds
And the hamlets resounding with,
It's Holi, Holi,
The tunes may not be so lucid,
But all old and new folks
Seated near the temple
Or in the courtyard
Are having parleys
With song, joy, festivity and colour
And the strange motley
Sprinkling coloured water on,
Smearing with coloured powder
To celebrate Festival of Spring.
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