She stands adorned in silver and gold,
A story in every hue to be told,
Yellow like sunshine, dusts her face,
Pink like roses, a warm embrace.
Oh, Holi! Paint the world in light,
From morning’s glow to evening’s night,
Let every soul, both young and old,
Become a masterpiece, brave and bold!
The powder of joy clings to her skin,
A celebration blooming from within,
Draped in silk, yet kissed by color,
No canvas painted could be fuller.
Oh, Holi! Paint the world in light,
From morning’s glow to evening’s night,
Let every soul, both young and old,
Become a masterpiece, brave and bold!
She holds her shawl with quiet grace…
The festival alive upon her face…
In yellow, pink, and golden gleam —
Life itself becomes a dream…
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