My Kite...

Romance between a little girl and her Kite and herself being so possessive about it.

He was all of violet
With hues of blue
Some pink dots
And golden streaks too

 

With valour and longing
He gazed at the sky
Knowing he was always
Meant to fly

 

It must have been
His luckiest day
A li’l girl came
All ready to play

 

She looked at the kite
With her loving eyes
Imagined him having
A rendezvous with the skies

 

She took him home
And kept him safe
Caressed him, admired him
And then one day…

 

Excited, she tied the string
And lifted him in her hands
That’s when the pain arose
She felt its blistering pangs

 

She had always known
It was love at first sight
How could she now let him
Take his first flight?

 

What if he tore?
What if he was lost?
Wasn’t he too precious
To bear such a grave cost?

 

So she tore the strings
To relieve her fears
And made him heavier
By soaking him in tears

 

His colours soon bled
With all her crying
He knew he could now
Never even dream of flying

 

They sacrificed adventure
For  the fear of pain
Gave up the skies
For everything mundane

 

Never did they sing again
Nor  feel the wind’s draft
They lived and smiled
But alas! Never again laughed…!!!

Reviews

[Otsana]

To me this isn't only about a kite its a relfection of a relationship, a restraint of ambitions due to the fear of loss...this is understandable, but what people must remember is that the people we love might be willing to give up their dreams for us but we should not doubt that they will one day look at us with resentment in their eyes. Great poem with a hidden meaning :)

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

very much interesting to read. good write.

[DepthWriter]

This to me seems like a perfect example of a relationship. One wanting to fly, the other not wanting it to soar. Sometimes, when fear is the result, it comes back to bit the other... Wonderful unsaid meanings woven within, in such a creative way :)

[Shadows of Memories]

Thanks Ninja and Ostana so much for your valuable feedbacks. :)

[Invisible_Ninja]

Wow this is really good, the kite is a perfect metaphor for a relationship and how the fear of the pain often prevents us from doing what we truly want, flows wonderfully and is a pleasure to read :) keep writing