The Kite Bird Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Kite Bird



My heart leaped up
When I saw
A kite
Flying so high
Into the Calcutta skies
And swooping upon
To lift
A crumb
Or loaf
From the ground.

The kite,
The kite bird
Blackly and beautiful,
Sharp-eyed
Flying above,
Over,
Circling and circling
Deep into the skies
With an eye
On the ground
To lift.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success