Soaring Kites
Kites fly high in the air
Line spools whiz fast to support
Souls twine in joy bare
Skies dotted in color transport.
Soaring hopes, they are fun
If their attitude is strung good
Launched fairly, far they run
Well bridled, winds they withstood.
The young grow with their flight
Learning to handle ups and downs
Their horizons expanding infinite
In the otherwise livid daily frowns.
A celebration of our freedom
Kites bring cheer to one ‘n all
Many take it up as a passion
With glorious feats up ‘n tall.
Kite-flying in few places is a culture
Spreading positive energy and loves
Spring and rainy season in particular
Allow the Indians to fly them in droves.
Date write: 4.7.2014
Copyright © Mohan Chutani | Year Posted 2014
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