Kites.
Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read
Submerged myself in the moonlight.
A kingdom de-throned, who’s to enquire?
No one it seems, everyone’s asleep.
A taste acquired, satisfaction all along.
As the sun shined the next day, who was to know the intensity?
I guess everyone, but they woke up the same.
Kites in the sky was no less than festive time.
As it was the rise of a new nation.
