Dashami

The doodles made of coloured rice,
Which marked the day of Dashami,
Awoke to find they’d wet their beds
In drizzled drops of Dashami.

The girls, who spent the previous night
On haunches with their shadows bent,
Bewailed their coloured sarees soaked
In drizzled drops of Dashami.

The boys, who bet their cash and kind
On coloured cans of handia,
Went sleeping on in roadside beds
In drizzled drops of Dashami.

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