Writings

Trapped Blue

From my windowpane,
I saw a blue balloon
With shiny white dots,
Which was stuck inside a car

Its string was held tightly,
By a little kid
So it couldn’t fly,
In the widespread sky

Soon the road was blocked
And our cars were stopped,
The boy with that balloon,
Stepped out from his car

He was still holding it’s string,
But the balloon was not trapped
Now there wasn’t any barrier,
It freely swung in the air


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