#Kite

Deep in the Desert,
Tired due to thirst,
With a sprained leg,
Which also did hurt.

He stopped moving,
With all hopes lost,
Facing the sky,
He prayed to the God.

Then he saw a black spot,
That was hovering atop.
It turned out to be a Copter,
Which he feared to be a Kite.

English Poem by Yasho Vardhan Ojha : 111441490
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