KITES
KITES
Just after the sun is tending towards
The western side
The wind is blowing smooth
The sky is clear though
Clouds are passing by in white appearance
There are two kites,
One in golden yellow with a tail hanging
Other of deep red with a paper
Joint like fish tail at the bottom
Flying at a height of their own
Style and shape,
Gently making a move here and there
Sometimes curves and dance around,
The golden yellow kite quite nearer
To the deep red not any touch
Both are flying side by side like
Young couple
Appearing as two Palmyra trees
Are highly grown in the sky
Of vivid blue with no branches,
The sky vivid and blue adorns
The mountain side west,
Birds of white wings also are flies along
And moving nearer with no harm,
A kite that is of different blue in colour
Bigger in size diamond shape
Point end towards sky
Crossed over the strings, two kites
Last the link started going away
Slowly as float of end by the wind
-Ayyan- 12072010
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