Running with twittering footsteps
on my terrace
flying paper kites colorful and bright,
Watching my kite conquering the sky
splattered with clouds
soaring along with the birds taking flight.
I wish I were a kite…
Escalating to heights,
Creating rungs to the sky.
Chasing unfulfilled dreams,
With eyes filled with leaping imagination.
Discovering new lands,
Across the unknown barriers.
Challenging the gusting winds,
Unceasing to ensuing obstacles.
I wish I were a kite…
With wisdom and sanity controlling my mind,
like the string monitoring the kite from flying amock.
I’m at awe,
at how just a paper grows wings
and transcends horizons.
While I’m here yet to sprout
roots to the ground.
Nice. I like this! Beautiful Description!!
ReplyDelete:)
beautiful Aparna. it brought a smile..it was something I so needed to read right now.. the right kinda inspiration coming from the right source.. thanks girlie :)
ReplyDeleteWoW!! Superbly written and thought. Inspiring!!!!
ReplyDelete"I wish I were a kite…
Escalating to heights,
Creating rungs to the sky.
Chasing unfulfilled dreams,
With eyes filled with leaping imagination.
Discovering new lands,
Across the unknown barriers."
Way to go appu!! Wish i were like the kite ;)
how paper grows wings....
ReplyDeletehow unique... n so lovely thought... :)
nice..
ReplyDeletenow i really wish i could fly.. sighh :)