A Happy Holi Poem

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About the Holi Festival:

Holi is a spring festival in India and Nepal, also known as the festival of colors or the festival of sharing love. Holi is a two-day festival which falls somewhere between the end of February and the middle of March in the Gregorian calendar. The first day is known as Holika Dahan or Chhoti Holi and the second as Rangwali Holi, Dhuleti, Dhulandi or Dhulivandan.

It is primarily observed in India, Nepal, and other regions of the world with significant populations of Hindus or people of Indian origin and Nepalese diaspora. In recent years the festival has spread to parts of Europe and North America as a spring celebration of love, frolic, and colors.

During traditional Holi celebrations in India, colors are exchanged in person by "tenderly applying colored powder to another person's cheek", or by spraying and dousing others with buckets of colored water.

Now, time to enjoy the rhyming Happy Holi poem. 

A Happy Holi Poem

(A Festival Of Colors Poem)

A festival of colors has come into March month, 

Brings jovial time with itself in tons, 

Everybody celebrate it with lots of fun, 

Imposed on dry colors on everybody, one by one.

An aroma is in the environment,

A fuddle is in the air,

Everybody is ready with their water gear,

The clarion has been horned that, nobody should be left spared.

The children are ready with their water-gun,

The adult one are ready with their color plates,

Now, don’t wait for anyone,

It’s an open invitation to all that, “Hey, come out from your den”.

Someone are applying gulaal,

Some are getting wet,

Apologies in the beginning only,

Time to revive the mood of upset.

There is color red to revive up, 

The relationship which is dead,

Learn from color pink,

To throw away all the memories that stinks.

The purple color has its own grace,

Leave aside tensions and go with life’s pace,

There is a color green,

Which openly tells that, let your heart clean.

The festival of colors showers bliss,

A day full of joy,

The moments to enjoy,

Bring everyone in this convoy.

THE END

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A God poem

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Thanks for stopping by to read A God Poem in English. We welcome you and we hope that you have come to the right place to read the poetry on God's Love for everyone. . Please read the poem and let us know what you feel about it?

About the poem:

Before reading a poem on God, answer this question that how many of us say, “Oh My God” during a bad time? But a question always arise in the mind that, what really is the God? Is he a super-power? Is he a deity? Is he an entity that does not show itself but resides in every corner? Nobody knows about the color, race, language, body type, sex etc. Some do believe in Him and some are contradictious of the God. All we know is that he created this world and he is the only one that will end this world and no one else.

As we have discussed briefly the GOD, so now let us read a beautifully inked poem on the God which is as below.

A poem on The God

I heard God is omnipresent,

I heard God is magnificent,

I heard He runs the Universe management,

I heard, He has many names,

I heard, He is out of any claims,

I heard, He is off limits,

I heard, He is off colors,

I heard, He knows all,

I heard, He is neither of any sex,

I heard, He protects.

I believe He is everyone's boss.

I believe He is close.

I believe He sees what we are!

I believe He hears everyone, from a ground ant to a flying bird.

I believe He is only the ONE and above Him is no one.

I believe He talks, to listen to Him put off your mind remote.

I believe He plays in many ways.

I have seen that He gives.

I have seen that He snatches.

I have seen that He creates.

I have seen that He demolish.

I have seen that He provides.

I have seen that He treats equally.

The creation and destruction are the God’s plays,

He is within his creation and the creation is within Him,

As a river into the sea, leaving nobody out of His play.

Everybody is equal for Him,

From a minute bacteria to a blue whale.

For some, He is a tale,

For some, He is non-existent,

For some, He is an answer,

For some, He is a question,

For some, He is a delusion,

For some, He is an illusion,

For some, He is a confusion,

In the end, He is an ultimate destination of all.

I have said, written, talked about Him much,

He is out of reach of any sentences or words,

The only thing He required from us is our love,

It’s only the unrivaled love that worth.

THE END

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