Crimson Confessions: A Holi Huescape

The thrumming dhol reverberates, a primal heartbeat in the air,

As Holi's vibrant chaos erupts, a riot of colors laid bare.

But amidst the playful mayhem, a secret yearning takes its hold,

A love story whispered in hues, a tale forbidden to unfold.

She stands apart, a vision in white, a starkness in the merry throng,

Her eyes, pools of liquid longing, search for the one to whom they belong.

He, a flicker of flame in the crowd, a whisper on the playful breeze,

Steals glances guarded, heart pounding, a prisoner yearning to appease.

Societal strictures, like iron bars, cage the desires they both conceal,

But Holi's spirit, wild and free, tonight their passions will reveal.

With a crimson vial clutched in hand, a secret weapon in disguise,

She waits, her breath a captive bird, for fate to meet their longing eyes.

Suddenly, their gazes lock, a silent plea across the throng,

He breaks away, a mischievous glint, the dance of destiny starts its song.

Through laughter-filled alleys they weave, a game of chase, a vibrant chase,

Until amidst the throng's swirling joy, they meet in a deserted space.

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With a swift, daring move, she throws, the red gulal paints the air,

A crimson kiss upon his cheek, a declaration, bold and bare.

He stands there, awash in the hue, a blush mirroring her own,

The unspoken love a wildfire now, on Holi's vibrant pyre is thrown.

The color, a defiant symbol, against the norms that bind and cage,

Their love, a crimson ember glowing, on Holi's untamed, liberated stage.

They laugh, a sound both light and deep, a melody that sets them free,

In the vibrant chaos, they've found solace, a love meant to eternally be.

The dhol's beat intensifies, the revelry reaches fever pitch,

But in their eyes, a world complete, a love beyond societal stitch.

They dance, drenched in crimson rain, a kaleidoscope of colors bright,

Holi's madness, their liberation, bathed in love's forbidden light.

As the night deepens, colors fade, but the memory forever burns,

A crimson confession etched in hearts, a love that forever yearns.

For in the vibrant hues of Holi, they found a love that dared to defy,

A love story whispered in red gulal, beneath the benevolent Holi sky.