Friday, March 14, 2025

Missing Holi

 Colors fly, people cheer,
Laughter rings, everyone's spirit is high. 
Friends are playing,
But I sit with books and me. 
Water splashes, bright and loud,
Music plays and everyone's happy. 
Though I am missing all the fun, I must study, I can't run,
Exams are here. 
One day soon, when work is done,
I will join the dance and fun. 
Holi will come again next year, and I will play for sure. 
For now, I learn and let it be, dreaming of colors waiting for me.
 


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