Festival Poems - Poems about Festival

Festival Of Life

Under the bejeweled diadem of the sparkling sky
the vibrant celebration finds exuberance in the carnival,
morphing into a sea of color and music in the aura of night
where I float with the fancy procession in the spirit of joy.

The unleashed spectrum of confetti swirls in the festive air,
dancers in plumed apparels sway to the rhythm of

The Festival of African Rain

The natives have
(since the seventh month peeped
through the lean crescent eye of the moon)
worn cloaks of festivities.

They dance the rites,
squelching proudly in mud and green pools
of water.
On their heads are smouldering fires of corns
And pears, and ingredients of a lush season.

Behold their mothers’ breasts!
Flopping tonelessly with life and ceremonial milk.
The engaging flesh of birth.
And their

The Festival of African Rain

The natives have
(since the seventh month peeped
through the lean crescent eye of the moon)
worn cloaks of festivities.

They dance the rites,
squelching proudly in mud and green pools
of water.
On their heads are smouldering fires of corns
And pears, and ingredients of a lush season.

Behold their mothers’ breasts!
Flopping tonelessly with life and ceremonial milk.
The engaging flesh of birth.
And their

B F F' Britians festival of freedom'

Theres a surge inside of Britain..' A tidal wave will rise
Comesl the hour come the hero's lts time for history to
Decide.' In the deep breath of September although the air might
Chill.' The streets will bear true witness.' The station yards
Shall fill.' In every corner of the Nation on every market
Square the vibration will be travelling

HARVEST FESTIVAL

Our summer crops are in and larders full
So we are now well stocked for winter’s worst
When we will face freezing Arctic attacks.
Our stock contains dried fruits, roots and nuts
Along with several sacks of grain to grind
To make the flour to bake the daily bread.

And we have pickled veg in pots galore.
Beetroot, onions, shredded red cabbage

Baguio Flower Festival

Let the ladies dance in the sun
With wild flowers in their hairs
Let the men do the drums and lyres
Accompany the rhythm of the wind
Feel the joyous morning brings
Laughter and siren blowing near
Experience Baguio Flower Festival
In every hearts sharing upheaval.

Ottawa Tulip Festival

Dow's Lake boasts a scenic park
with tulips by the hundred thousands
they bloom for all in springtime jubilee
that marks the launch of playful seasons



AP: 2nd place 2025

Beyond the riot of colors

I stand at the edge of a canvas, where the world is painted in hues of black and white, their quiet constancy my only refuge. Like the moon’s loyal reflection on a still lake, these two shades have danced through my life, never straying from their path. They are the steady rhythm of my heartbeat,

Water Festival

They swam in good water
We swam in bad
In destiny's disaster 
We both felt sad

Lunar Calendar Full Moon Festival

17.9.2024, Tuesday,
Lunar calendar Middle Autumn Full Moon day.
The moon hangs up high in the dark but clear sky. 
It is so full and bright.
I must have witnessed it,
For more than half a centenary at least,
I have been alone for nearly two decades,
But only tonight, looking at the moon
All I felt was lonely and sad.
Early this

Festival of Lights

    Lights glow
     Songs flow

    Smiles bright
      Joy, Light

    Games played
      Pray’rs prayed

    This night
      World's right

Festival

Whispered greetings as shadows scatter. 

Dew dripping as light gently crawls down the trees.

Murmurs of friends old and new rising into the dawn.

My cup full of more than love, warmth, relief, coffee.

A slideshow of yesterday flits gently through my mind. 

Hugging with my chest not my arms.  

No masking required only me.

Vulnerability, nakedness, a

Karwa Chauth

After the fourth day of a full moonlit night
In the month of Kartick arrives the festival of Karva Chauth
A ritual to the testament of love and devotion
Amongst married Hindu couples.
The wife has kept fast since sunrise
 For the longevity and health of her husband
All decked up in her finery and bejeweled 
Matching the stars in

Diwali

Flickering lamps,
a million tiny suns,
piercing the velvet night.

Crackling fireworks,
bursts of gold and crimson,
painting the air.

Sweet-smelling incense,
clouds of saffron and jasmine,
whispering ancient prayers.

Garlands of marigold,
a vibrant embrace,
around doorways, hearts.

Stories of Rama,
echoing through generations,
light triumphing over shadow.

Goddess Lakshmi,
a golden presence,
blessing homes with prosperity.

Mahavira's Nirvana,
a quiet meditation,
seeking inner light.

Guru Hargobind's release,
a beacon of freedom,
shining brightly.

Ashoka's conversion,
a vow to

Diwali - A festival of lights

Diwali is the festival of lights
in which the rockets reach the heights
a day filled with laughter and fun
a temporary relief from the hasty run
sweets shared with everyone around
and the sound of crackers and happiness surround
the ordinary children burst crackers at night
while the poor children watch the colourful lights
they,  very eager to watch these wonderful

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