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I PLAYED HOLI : AN IDYLL

                   I Played Holi

In colours, in their spread,
In the blue, in the red,
In the light, in the shade;

O'er the line, on the plane,
In the dust, in the rain,
In foam, in fizz, in fountain;

In the vein, in the breath,
In spread of the gleaming teeth,
On the skin and beneath;

By the calm, by the freaks,
On the soul, on the cheeks,
By the chawls, by the bricks;

In the glee, in full heart,
With love, with peace, with art,
No creed, no class, no caste;

With the friends, with the foes,
With the rich, with the lows,
With men, women far or close;

Did revel, did reveal,
All the good, none evil,
Down the road, in gay will;

By virtues, by morals,
 In the bright pictorial, 
 In the holiness of 'gulal';

I did play with fetish,
For my God, in His bliss:
That is me, that's my wish!

©️ N P Samal
              


Comments

  1. Never seen such true lines... Sir🙏🌈

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  2. It's an osm💓😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
    It was really perfection of holi which it's be and be no cast no dust in the days of beautiful colour smiles on everyone its the days awaited and shows united of religion of happy and joy 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉💕💕🎉🎉🎉🎉

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  3. It's just outstanding near day I saw.....❣❣....keep continuing sir

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