The Kite Play Poem by Shah Ishtiyaq Mehfooze

It was nice to Examine over my head
A horror change in weather in weird

And colour of sky from blue to red
When the clouds on my head spread

Into blood like fire ball way ahead
Time to fly the kites along a long thread

Sures which, will go into deep the sky head
As the breeze also increases its speed like the lead

The rosy smell with breeze will add it and plead
Me want go along kite for a touch to Mr.sky the red

A wonder which no one has done as it is dread
But why my ambition is so to touch sky by thread

Noo Mehfooze dont dream so as it is all dead
you must go and sleep snoring into a choiced bed.