Holi Beyond My Reach
From my window, the world ignites,
A tempest born of reds and gold.
Laughter spills like tumbling tides,
Too wild, too free to hold.
I press my palm to the windowpane,
Cold glass against the burning light.
The wind is thick with sugar and musk,
Drenched earth, rosewater, smoky delight.
Voices ripple, raw and bright,
Like sparrows lost in endless flight.
Children dart through saffron mist,
Their feet unshackled, bare and fleet.
A girl, her cheek streaked sky-blue bright,
Gasps as laughter spins her light.
A boy, his face a sunlit swirl,
Dances, weightless, lost in time.
The world is drenched in reckless bliss,
Yet I remain, untouched, unseen.
A silent ghost behind the glass,
A prisoner of what could have been.
They say I shine, they say I soar,
A mind too sharp to touch the ground.
Yet here I sit, a shadow caged,
Bound by hopes that weigh me down.
A life of books, of rules, of walls,
A road too straight, a fate too blind.
The weight of dreams not truly mine,
A crown of air, a breath confined.
They call it honor—
I call it chains.
If only I had danced, had run,
Let my skin drink the careless sun.
If only color touched my hands,
Before the years had come undone.
But time is dust, a fleeting haze,
It steals the moments left unsaid.
Still, Holi hums a softer tune,
That hope is never truly dead.
The past is dust, the future air,
Nothing lost beyond repair.
I close my eyes and let it go,
Step into light, let colors flow.
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Written on March 11, 2025
Submitted by rajs.27543 on March 13, 2025
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,447 |
Words | 314 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 6, 6, 4, 6, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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