Above Kite Hill, you searched for the right breeze.

I waited, my manjha ready to cut.

Below, an assembly clapped and cheered

As a million eyes were averted

By sordid headlines and Sunday lattes.

5 thoughts on “Razored

  1. Love the scene and the use of the word ‘manjha’. Brings out the true spirit of kite flying. The last two lines reflect what’s actually missing from people’s lives. 🙂

    1. That is most appreciated, Terveen. Watching the kite flying was spectacular and a highlight of Sunday mornings. I was always perplexed how many others missed the spectacle.

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