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Holi
Contributed by
Parishrut
on
Sunday, 30th January 2011 @ 04:18:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The first day of spring
Nowhere in the world is celebrated
With the same enthusiasm and spirit
Than it is in my country
On the festival of Holi
Magnate or beggar, children or old
Everyone come out of their homes;
Paint each other’s faces with Gulaal
And then take them into a warm embrace
Just as the tradition says
Oh! See how the rainbow
Set so high above
Amidst the sky of light,
The rain of joy
Drains the country
In its own colour
The cries of happiness
Spread in the air
The darkness and dismay
Flee on the first streaks of light
Of this day
All the children run about
And attack each other with water guns
No evil on earth
Can steal away the smile from their face
Fearless, everyone dance and sing
A song so soothing is never heard
Save for that one single day of the year
When nature and man become one
Flecked in the colors of Holi,
Everyone returns
But the initial excitement does not end
Because every fruit ripens
And every garden blooms into flower
The dawn of spring does end
But that does not end the day
However I know,
In such a vibrant nation of mine
Another Holi is never far away
Another Holi is never far away…
Copyright ©
Parishrut
... [
2011-01-30 04:18:48] (Date/Time posted on
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