Short Flying A Kite Poems
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Mob tries to set
ablaze a Taj Mahal
I was flying a kite.
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Tears swell in
the eyes of moon. Paper
lamp has come for a sail.
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The long night-
I was ready to handover my
family silver to moon.
Satish Verma
he's flying a kite
it flutters buoyant in air~
what a lively sport
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Flying a kite in an electrical storm
Frying an egg in the desert sand
Parachuting into a big, red barn
Pitching a tent in quicksand
My army training prepared me well
Stayed calm midst crises, never yelled
The consummate pro... 'til I babysat five kids one night
Said, "Go to sleep now, kids," and turned out the lights
Standing stones in a field of green
Countless lives, broken dreams
Where is the child
Lost to the years
Bicycle rides, flying a kite
A new dawns brightness, a twinkie’s first bite
The innocence of the youngster
A river of tears
Child grows and goes off to school
There he’s taught the golden rule
While behind their masks,idology and cries
They neglect to mention sometimes people die
Form:
The mountains look down their nose at us all.
With disdain they find the facts of mans fall.
They remember those who climbed their north face.
Made it to the top then to outer space.
If only we knew just what we would find.
Alien spieces of the divine kind?
Maybe we should stick to a simple thing.
Like flying a kite or learning to sing.
There is a reason we must sieze the day.
before they find a new fangled way!
By conviction you claim you've won dont be surprised it
only valid in your eyes I didnt say go but you did with out
my say so yes I know it's just a game yet your excuses
are very lame. If were to play I suggest a bit of obedience
here today yes I'm a bit up tight I could be out flying a kite
instead Im here oh dear let just be done with it. One more
time here we go now look its ruined once more Simon will
never say a word again.
A picture-perfect day for flying a kite
The sky was blue, not a cloud to be seen
Sunshine fairly sparkled on the snowy white sheen
that covered the meadow, the hard ground beneath
as the little boy drew the shiny new kite from its sheath
Nobody'd told him folks don't fly kites in the cold
And come to think of it, such wisdom's too old
to stand up to the spirit and gumption of a lad
~ who's got an Alpine ski-jumper for a dad
I am pulling out from the committed
sin, cadaver walking,
digging the gold from the pit.
Footwears of dead men were
heaped into a pile when
god was praying.
Was it a perceived tragedy
of a man drawing doodles
to offset the sunset ?
You were alone, dousing
the fire and shaping the clay. The
hamlet was less inclined to intercede.
Your flesh slips from my hands
for a rebirth. I was flying a kite.
I was dead before you were born again.
Satish Verma
a feeble attempt at flying a kite,
i do not care i forget my troubles
the world is arsenic
the environment is sulfuric
intentions are mostly criminal
yet and still the wind is right and the kite beautifies the ambiance
the sky itself smiles at the breathtaking vision of grandeur
the embodiment of my body becomes calm and still
all that weighs me down dissolves and the wholeness of me becomes lighter
it is all due to my feeble attempt at flying a kite