Color me joy

Holi, the festival of colors, is a celebration of love, joy, and togetherness. As the day begins with vibrant hues splashed in the air, distinctions blur, and all become one in the spirit of festivity. This poem captures the essence of Holi—where laughter, playfulness, and color unite souls. In this moment, differences dissolve, and only shared happiness remains.

Dazzling day begins, 

with joyous splash of colors.

You and I are smeared.

Happy Holi !!!

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Canvas of joy

This haiku celebrates the vibrant spirit of Holi, blending the festive energy of spring with the transformative power of color. The joyful splatters evoke the lively celebration of life, while the image of a "canvas of heart" suggests that the festival touches us deeply, painting our inner world with renewed hope and creativity. This piece encapsulates the magic of Holi in its purest form.

Vibrant festal spring.

Joyful splatters of colors,

on canvas of heart.

Transient shades, eternal grace

This poem contrasts fleeting worldly indulgences—that inevitably fade—with the enduring nature of divine grace. It challenges readers to recognize the transient nature of pleasure and seek lasting solace in the unwavering strength of the Divine.

All our indulgences, 

dried safflower leaves,

soul-fabric dyed and redyed.

Oh and the color always fades. 

Whilst The indulgence of Thy name, 

stays fast, like the red of madder roots.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Smear of love

During Holi, vibrant hues blend into one another, mirroring the union of lover and beloved, and leaving behind an indelible stain of love. This poem celebrates that transformation—where differences dissolve, and hearts merge into a single, passionate embrace. It captures the spirit of unity and eternal togetherness, as the colors of life meld into one harmonious expression. Through these vivid images, we are powerfully reminded that in love, all barriers vanish, and souls truly unite.

Such, the smear of love.

One shade ends, other begins, 

this fusion seamless. 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Jaggery days

This poem celebrates Makar Sankranti, a festival of new beginnings, gratitude, and harvest. As the winter mists lift, the sun's radiance returns, symbolizing hope and renewal. The skies fill with soaring kites, carrying dreams and prayers for prosperity. The air carries the aroma of roasted sesame and jaggery, signifying warmth, unity, and sweetness in life. This poem captures the essence of Sankranti—the transition from darkness to light, from cold to warmth, reminding us that every end is a new beginning. It is a tribute to the simple joys of life and the enduring spirit of hope and community.

January mists. 

Yet the sun shines, the kites fly, 

and the people pray. 

Days of darkness, gone, 

mists carry roasted fragrance.

Jaggery, and nuts.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Song of swing

This was written on 7th of August, 2024, saved in drafts and not posted...

The waxing crescent

blushes beautifully.

Gleaming gorgeous greens,

swing merrily in monsoons.

Anklets tinkle freely,

like ringing laughters in parental abodes.

Misty showers of grace,

answer the supplications.

Couples soak in joys,

on their journey together.

Love blossoms,

life sprouts,

and nature rejoices.

The creation

celebrating the creator.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha