Jaane kiski yaadein laayi hai iss saal ki holi
Ki pichhkaari se nikli hai mere ashqon ki goli
“Aao Deva” woh kehti thi le kar gubbaaron ki fauj
Na pataa chala unme chhupa tha chhal aur pratishodh.

“Deva Deva” woh pukaarti aur rangon se nehlaati
Khokhlepan ke aanchal mein mujhko woh behlaati
Bada ajeeb sa tha uske holi ke jashn ka tyohaar
Jo fariyaad bhi na kar paayi mere aansuon ki bouchhaar.

Khoon bhare haathon se LAAL rang mujhe lagaayaa
Shaayad mera hi katl hua par mujhe na bataayaa
Pehle se hi the saanvle phir bhi lagaayaa KAALAA rang
Husn ki inn adaaon ne lagaa diya mujhpar kalank.

Ab bhi koi kasar baaki thi jo rang diya mujhe HARAA
Bin dekhe hi dikh gayi uski aankhon mein irshyaa
NEELE rang ka zeher milaa kar bhaang mujhe pilaati
“Main tumse pyaar karti hu, Deva” keh kar mujhe fuslaati

Maine puchha usse, “Mujh par PEELA rang nahi lagaayaa?”
Haathon mein woh thamaa gayi madiraa ka pyaalaa
Socha SAFED rang ki khwahish meri adhoori reh gayi
Kafan uphaar mein de kar woh kami bhi poori ho gayi

Chhal woh barsaaye jaa rahi thi aur main jhoomein jaa rahaa tha
Uske chhal ke gham mein main khushi se peeye jaa rahaa tha
Ab na kehna mujhe dost, “Aao Deva, chalo khele holi”
Darta hoon kahin chhut na jaaye in aankhon se ashqon ki goli!