Happy Holi
Her eyes capture the orange
that the time's squirter throws,
Her smile's a rainbow today
colorful as her dreams are.
Yellow, blue and green streaks
on your face: mark festivities in
shrunken times, when world ends
where quest for daily bread begins.
The red flies in the air, kisses your
cheeks as a velvetty reminder
from an old friend.Soaks you
beyond the thin skin you wear.
Her embrace awaits on the
other side, to light up the dark
alleys that you must cross; to
ride life's colorful wings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
‘…when world ends/where quest for daily bread begins….Her embrace awaits on the/other side, to light up the dark… Exceptional poetry…with coloring the flipside of life …what in buzz of fest we’re oblivious of… Ms. Nivedita UK PS 10