HOLI
HOLI The festival of colour Is one, that requires you to take a shower With the colour red, green, blue Sticking to your attire like an adamant glue Unexpected, are the chromatic balloons thrown When walking along the streets alone It is a celebration and a massacre Unrecognisable becomes your stature The sound of chaos and fun Makes you want to run For your life or others Stalking your sisters and brothers The constant sprint and avid chases Keeps your hunger growing for ages Thus, begins the magnificent feast Everyone eats like a beast — Rupak Ghosh