Flying Kite Poem by Amitava Sur

Flying Kite

Rating: 5.0


Gone are those lovely colorful days ……..
Leaving only some sweet remembrance.
But still they give a solace to me
In a corner of my heart in these days! !

Flying kites with the southern wind
In the summer holidays.
I along with my younger brother
From underneath that banyan tree.

Red, green, black and yellow ….
With stars and stripes, looking so nice -
They all were flying so merrily in sky,
Making the sky spotted with hues.

We two kids were so amazed
Seeing it flying so high,
Little brother was holding the wheel
And I was releasing thread.

Up above the blue open sky
So many kites were flying so high!
We all were cheering from below
By jumping and screaming with joy.

The kite was flying higher and higher
And we two were cheering it with admire.
We felt that they did speak
With the floating cloud, nearby them.

Gone are those lovely colorful days ……..
Leaving only some sweet remembrance.
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Amitava (24.7.2014) 2-30 pm

Flying Kite
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: memoir
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem I wrote from my sweet memory of my childhood when I was flying kite with my younger brother in summer holidays.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 22 November 2014

Exhibiting nostalgia, wistful yearning for the happiness felt in flying colorful kites in days by-gone.....Amitavaji....... a sweet reminiscence penned with touching words.......10/10

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Roseann Shawiak 20 November 2014

Amitava, a very happy and enticing memory in this poem, makes me long for the days of my childhood also. Great imagery, I could feel myself standing there watching you two boys fly that kite. Wonderful and refreshing poem of the past, joyful yet somewhat sad that it did not last. Thank you for sharing it, I love it! RoseAnn

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Salini Nair 21 November 2014

Gone are those lovely colorful days …….. Leaving only some sweet remembrance......................a nice poem on childhood days....

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Marieta Maglas 21 November 2014

Red, green, black and yellow …. With stars and stripes, looking so nice - They all were flying so merrily in sky, Making the sky so colorful.-beautiful poem...voted 10

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Ramesh Rai 24 November 2014

I do also remember those days when we were flying kite in Howrah Maidan. Off and on, we could listen 'Bha-katta'. Those days will never come back. A beautiful poem crafted with sweet memory.

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Loke Kok Yee 07 November 2015

takes me back to my young and happy days thanks

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Dr Antony Theodore 08 October 2015

Gone are those lovely colorful days …….. Leaving only some sweet remembrance. My dear Amitava, your poems are always so simple. At a breath one can read and understand. it shows your own simplicity in heart and mind. i loved the description of those past days of our lovely childhood. wonderful. liked it so much. tony

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Ramesh Rai 12 July 2015

Oh! I do remember those days when I was flying kites in Howrah maidan with friends and brother. We use to save daily five paise given for school for purchasing kites and threads also collect wastage of bulb to sharpen threads that is mamjha. A good remembrance of childhood after reading your poem. Thanks for share. Regards.

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Kavya . 07 May 2015

childhood memories are always glorious, their rememebrance brings tears of joy.....we cannot get back to those days again....but can only cherish those memories in our hearts forever and ever. A great write.

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Geetha Jayakumar 28 April 2015

A Beautiful childhood memories poem written with sweetness in it. Very true said, some childhood memories are so sweet still they feel fresh in our minds. Beautiful presentation. Loved reading it.

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