Ode To The Kite Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Ode To The Kite
I am a kite detached from string,
Floating freely in the sky,
Just me with wind, above clear sky
Just me with wind, below dusty earth.
Now my fate is attached to the winder.
Let it take me wherever it wish
I want to see both the ends
From east to west, from north to south
I fear these clouds above
Floating with me as if chasing my whereabouts
They are merciless, dark, thick and stout
They may mistake me as their competitor
I learned a bitter truth during this flight
When I am raising, it is a delight
But when I am cut from the string of the opponent
People enjoy, people dance
But nobody know where I will land.
Super am a kite detached from string, Floating freely in the sky, Just me with wind, above clear sky Just me with wind, below dusty earth.
Kite floats in the sky while it is detached and freedom of expression is nice ever. There is fear for cloud but still there is courage of flying and freedom. Seeing the kite people enjoy and dance. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned...5 stars..
Oh my favorite kite. I liked. Soaring high. What shall i write no words to describe My kite your kite our kite.10*
Very true words. People enjoy gossiping, in others downfall. little they know the consequences and the struggle the person is going through.
A kite flying free... freedom is what we are looking for...excellent
I like flying kites but never thought of it like this marvelous poem.
A wonderful imaginative write with compelling imagery. A vivid portrayal of life from the time we were out from the womb of our Mother, we are given the freedom to make our own path towards a fruitful life. We may be swayed by the four elements but we have minds to manipulate and choose our destiny. Beautifully crafted. A one of a kind thought. Top Marks! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 9:39:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very crafty poem I learned a bitter truth during this flight When I am raising, it is a delight But when I am cut from the string of the opponent People enjoy, people dance But nobody know where I will land.