![]() ![]() Can't describe the raw shear energy of this holy festival but, find some details and pictures here : and īhangra: Originating in Punjab, bhangra is a folk dance that originally emerged as a way to rejoice in the harvest season. Hola Mohalla is a Sikh festival celebrated over three days around the spring festival of Holi that I have been fortune to attend years ago. The poem is also about love and its sanctity. The poem is meant to evoke the passionate spirit of this festival, to fight the darkness- within and out. ![]() Would you surrender with me, to this love, Divine. Let love fill your soul, and leave no empty space. Lost in this magic of this festivals embrace In this space of vibrant blues, we may feel lostĪ reminder perhaps, that nothing comes without a cost. This Kaur'll\* win every battle, and ace every test This is my moment! my soul feels full, feels complete.īut as she dances, I do see a flicker in her eyesĪ little hint of darkness, she tries to disguiseįor the courage and the strength she'd possess The world just stops as our eyes finally meet, Her long locks of hari, a colored cascade of silkīouncing on the beat, her skin radiates like milk She dances the Bhangra\* with such grace and such poise, I'm bowled over, swept completely off my feet. In search of the one whose eyes will meet mine,Īnd ignite this spark of love, a love so divine.Ī vision of pure beauty, as far as I can see, I stroll through the crowds, heart flutters like a dove The air filled with dust and a thousand sounds A moment, a time to love, a time to cheerĪ time when hearts alight and joy is near ![]()
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