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Mar 2014
The day of Holi festival is very close,
This festival of colours draws nearer,
Though people have plans to rejoice,
I have none & that is my simplicity.

I am not saying that I won't partake,
But I have grown-up over childhood,
Boys no longer throw colours at me,
But I myself go to them smiling lips.

They lightly put soft natural colours,
Then I get both my cheeks decorated,
Through and through for happiness,
Both they and I to start a new year.
The Indian new year's also observed from this festival of colors with plans of future betterment.

My HP Poem #575
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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