The Waving Kite
THE WAVING KITE 9.07.2021
On that dusky blue sky,
I saw a kite fly so high,
dipped in pinkish white dye
it pretended to be a world watching spy.
It had wings like the avian doo-doo,
a reptiles sleek long tail too
and like how a Pisces do
it whirled and dived smoothly to move.
Keenly watching the waving kite
I was dropped into my dreaming site.
Like my staggered frozen thoughts
the kite too landed beyond those jungly plots..
Copyright © S.B.Lakshmi Asvathiha | Year Posted 2021
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