Yellowish Blue Spots


The Lost Kite - Poem by Yellowish Blue Spots

The kite flies high,
unable to hold it tight.
Should I let go of that kite,
let it free, untie?

My hopes dies,
now my turn, falling into a plight.
Wish to be a kite,
where there's someone to hold it tight.
It wont be flying so high,
just to make sure not being untie.

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  • (8/2/2006 6:07:00 AM)


    nice poem, nice thought...... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010


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