Orange is a tangy fruit,
A berry and a tangerine.
An orange marmalade spread,
A decorated pumpkin on Halloween.
The resplendent marigold flowers,
Goldfish, parakeets and butterflies,
The colour of a monk’s robes,
And of Tuesdays that Hanuman devotees idolize.
The fire that warms you up,
And autumn leaves on the driveway,
The breaking dawn and the fading dusk,
The brightest hue in cosmic display.
Yellow is the colour of lemons and mangoes,
Bananas, pineapples, corn and cheese,
Egg yolks, honey and butter,
And custard I could have more of, please ?
The mustard fields in the countryside,
A sunflower in bloom,
A canary in song,
And a bumblebee buzzing in the room.
The rubber duckies in your bathtub,
The smileys on your tee,
The minions that make you laugh,
And beer and booze and pee.
Yellow is a bright Lamborghini,
A slow down sign of traffic light,
Dorothy’s yellow brick road,
A soccer penalty that erupts into a fight.
Yellow journalism for sensational news,
Yellow pages for business,
The tropical yellow fever,
And yellow eyes in illness.
The haldi and the gold for the bride,
The bright, bright sun,
Yellow is sunshine and hope,
And a bunch of happiness and fun.