“CAA , 2020”
Tomorrow being Holi
let’s play with blood,
since
we died
our colours pale ,
after bleeding
everything we had:
Mixed up purple,
some women's day
pink,
Not to mention
that turquoise blue
we got on a
palate
when we mixed
your yellow and my blue
hoping to paint
skies we rainbow across
on a canvas
old and fresh.
That was another Holi
of colours
mixed up
on terraces ,
when I danced
intoxicated
with something sweet,
swimming
between colours , milk
and water
we never had enough
to wash out
all our mixed colours.
This Holi
waterless
has no mixed colours
just blood
crusting between
my fingers
I will wipe
away
in a headiness
of another kind
then claim my
purity milk white.
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