Category: Poems

Far above, there was a kite
Flying higher than the clouds so white
Watching it soar, brought happiness
Etched with fond memories devoid of all sadness
Suddenly far above, the storm was roaring
Menacingly threat to the kite soaring
Engrossed in wonder that the kite brought
Oblivious of the damage about to be wrought
Basking in kite’s glory, unabated
The boy too engrossed, the threat not rated
Winds came down destroying the wonder
Absolute destruction to asunder
In a jiffy, the kite was lofted
Torn to worthlessness and wasted
He tried everything to save the kite
Destiny had already the killing bite
Perseverance showed, will persistent
Loss was destined, it was eminent
He tried his best, doing all that he could
Doing things that he otherwise never would
Praying to the gods aloud
As thunder roared amidst the darkest cloud
Harmony broke, seemed kite had decided
To fly away, in storm which destiny had gifted
There was no sound when the string broke
The slack shattering all hope
As the nearby tree, to wind swayed
Cold pins of agony on his face preyed
The rain seemed unreasonably cold
As he prayed for the kite to be bold
Fragile on its own it would not stand
Lashing of storm may not allow it to land
To be picked again and to be flown
Far away in the gentle breeze to be blown
Kite had forever lost, to the sad end of a race
Those were tears as much as rain that washed his face
The loss was personal for all eternity
Captured in a heart, without serenity
The happiness and smile will always elude
Whenever he thought of the Kite, gone forever to seclude