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 ❤
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I would like to translate this poem
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. Reminds me of the bond. Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa come..... wonderful and heart rending desire and cry on such a day of happiness.. loved ur poem. tony