Kites Are Flying In Cuttack Sky
Festival of friends has come in this day,
In happiness wonderful tribute we pay.
Thousand years old city has filled cheer,
In every mind today we do fill love dear.
Many kinds of kites, children have made
Colourful shining in silver art is well paid.
Laid well foundation we have really seen,
Kite is heart shaped new beat does lean.
Keen interest has grown among old men,
They offer sweets and do share love then.
When we get ready sure we do not know,
Cheerful moments in Cuttack see rainbow.
Cuttack sky is filled with shyness of kites,
Beautiful queens they are flying in rights.
Night has gone far light is filled by a day,
Feel billions of days gather here to pay.
They do think to visit this city again more
Being guests they knock every man's door.
Making friendship amazing tribute all pay,
Kites are flying in Cuttack sky in this day.
© Pintu Mahakul,14, September 2015. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: city,festival,life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is a tribute to Cuttack (Katak) and people of this city, a beautiful city of thousand years old in the heart land of Indian state of Odisha. Cuttack celebrates the festival of friends, a festival named Makara Sankraanti, which is also called as Pongal in South India and this generally falls in month of January. During this festival people of all categories make varieties of kites and make them fly. This is very unique and amazing to watch many many kites flying in Cuttack sky. This is such a beautiful city of reflection, education, business, art, culture and spiritualism that amazes and attracts the minds of many in true sense with true love. This poem is based on theme of kites and friendship.