changing colours of festivals
early memories
when festival meant celebration
happiness, fun, new dresses
gifts, crackers and treats
waiting all the year
for the hand-counted minutes.
slowly enjoyment takes backseat
spiritualism seeps in
crackers are replaced by hymns
fun, cheer and laughter watches
while deep sense of peace wins
then comes those days
when only the sense of well being
company of divine reins
all other feelings simmer down
festival becomes union with divine.
a satisfied soul sits with a smile
watches others enjoying things it did.
Sharmishtha basu
27.12.10
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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