Holi (A Festival Of Colours) Poem by azmat naushad asif
Holi (A Festival Of Colours)
Everything is colorful today.
The black is not evil
Nor white, mourning
The night is rosy red;
with passions flaming high
The moon is fertile green
of hopes conceiving in
The jasmine tucked in tresses
Is burning bright yellow:
of shimmering love inside.
Everything is so colorful today
except the transparent rainbow.
As its colors, are drained and sucked
today by my eternal sighs
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