Colors in the Air – A Holi Celebration

A whisper of blue, a splash of red,
Golden hues where laughter spreads.
Hands throw colors, bright and free,
A living canvas, wild with glee.

Drums beat loud, the echoes soar,
Footsteps dance on powdered floors.
Faces streaked with neon light,
Drenched in joy, no black or white.

A sea of saffron, pinks collide,
Boundless love, no place to hide.
Water glistens, voices cheer,
Springtime’s spirit drawing near.

In bursts of green and sparks of gold,
Stories ancient, retold, retold.
Holi sings in every shade,
A festival that time won’t fade.

This poem is my entry for the Sparks Fly Contest under the theme Color Explosion.