Holi- Thecolor festival
We two collide, like two points of parallel line
meeting at the eternity.
We explode; blast; blow up; transform
into millions of molecules
of colored water.
The colors of sun are caught
inside tiny bubbles
and spelling VIBGYOR
as if they are in a spelling-bee.
Black and brown and white and yellow
are not the skins anymore;
they are like those silk screen paintings.
Art, real art.
We two collide and love to become broken,
smitten pieces.
Spring has made us another universe.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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Blessings and best wishes - S.
I really, really love this, Poddar.
From Wikipedia: Holi, also called the Festival of Colours, is a popular Hindu spring festival... The main day... is celebrated by people throwing coloured powder and coloured water at each other.
... bring back delight to equally valued gray...
Your's a sweeping way to say... we're all welcomed to this ...Brand New Day...!
Then, I have also taught science, and I taught the colors of the rainbow as Roy G Biv - like a name that kids could remember ... another small battle, but beauty of the poem won again.
Sometimes, a literary battle is not a bad thing!
Thanks for posting in Journey Into Poetry !
Have a Great & Powerful YEAR W/J!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!