Gear Of Kites Poem by Sudhanshu Shekhar

Gear Of Kites



I fly a kite through window,
It was a night dream,
But the kite was inswing and fly by multiple gear of threads,
Oh! The night dream was mine,
And I fly the kite by moving bike,
It was clutch of flight,
And the gear of bright light,
Then a brake of morning light,
And I wake from today's morning light. Ok!

Friday, January 28, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: reading,Love,Real
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