From the makers of time,

We have often tried to rhyme,

This is a festival sublime,

Gives you time for enemies and crime,

Every thing can take a back step,

Friends can become relations,

Enemies can become friends and sensations.

Lots of colours and painted teeth

The nature opens its gates,

Another moment when human souls can be melded,

forged stronger with peace and warmth,

I have to wish you happy holi,

But, cannot, I remember you and all,

Holi is for all, for colours are loved by all,

The heart is all it needs to look

through tinted glass doors and a closed book.

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