A blank sky

Before the decapitation,
Ideology was at its peak,
The feeling so vivid,
Almost into media venturing.

We meet at the end year feast,
Our culture setting pace,
At some point,
"I feel like the golden rock has participated, "
Such a compliment,made her laugh all day,
Satisfaction, in my heart.
*****
Standing on the balcony,
Doing what the father of nations once did,
Their deeds living endless,
A hard happy task,
Memories that bore us enlightenment.
******
"Tell me, Are we are headed somewhere? ", she asked
With blue eyes anticipating stare,

In My mind,
There are hard decisions, common
Harder ones also
The moment never took a blend.