Lohri



Under the blanket of stars and moon,
Gachak and peanuts in pockets. 
Gather old and  young around bonfires,
The festival of warmth in season cold.

Farmers crop on Rabi crops.
They crop  labour to make harvest.
Days of gloom will now bloom.
Golden streaks will give golden grains. 

Lohri of 2021 is diverse. 
Bonfire in a secular universe. 
Farmers in tents and on tractors.
Manacled with mean and meaningless.

Bonfire craving for cruel laws.
Quenches its thirst with futile farm laws.
Burns down and dies with wood and corns. 
Red -hot it blazes with bluff laws.

In the present time, the concept of Lohri is all about bonfire,  food baskets, and dancing to the tunes.
Lohri in 2021 has a new meaning,  a message of bonfire in a Secular Universe.



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