Let me color you all,
With the spectrum infinite,
Our eyes did not evolve to see.
Beyond the VIBGYOR
Into the infinite your.
Happy Holi.
Let us dance, sing and melt,
Into the Colors that earth blooms,
With the onset of the springs youth,
I the man, you the woman,
Radhe and Krishna,
Together the whole of universe,
In its singular bloom.
Happy Holi.
Let us rock, let us jive,
Spray each other with wanton delight,
Take a brake, from the Worldly gait,
Tired of spewing venom,
Lets make love, with Colors
You and me,
Under the blue skies of ours.
Happy Holi.
Let us drink, let us stink.
Whiskey in blood, vodka in mud.
Beer cans on the road,
Plastic bottles to add more show,
Let us all forget our selves,
Let you forget you,
There is no me, no you.
Happy Holi.
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