Lets play Holi By R.Krishnamurthy

O, my beloved, lets play holi
With colors I am ready
But your cheeks are rosy
The pink seems unnecessary

Your lips are crimson red
I have to abandon the red color
Shall I plant a kiss instead
The sweet honey I will savor

Shall I splash on you the green colour
Will it be a match for your glamour
To me, you are always in teenage
I can’t turn my eyes from your cleavage

I will never use the grey
Because you are always gay
I can only use the yellow
You are like a mango mellow.