It soars.
High in the sky.
Carefree and buoyant.
Riding the eddies and air currents.
Catching the sun.
Ascending, swooping, looping.
Gliding. Freewheeling.
Turning cartwheels.
Seemingly uninhibited. Even inebriated.
But tied down.
Tethered by a string.
Held by a pair of hands.
Which tug at it every so often.
Keeping a hold on it.
Preventing it from flying away.
Sometimes, winding the string.
To bring it closer to earth.
At others, slackening it.
Setting it loose.
Affording it release.
Allowing the kite, its whims.
So it bobs. Flutters. Sinks.
As it is manipulated, coaxed, cajoled.
And while the kite wants no attachment,
The hands want control.
Seek dominance over others’ kites.
Respond to threats.
Engaging, warring, entangling with rivals.
Cutting off their strings.
To send them scurrying away,
Captive to whatever wind that is blowing.
Or collapsing uncontrollably to the ground.
Its life in shreds.
The kite.
A life of its own.
But the mind,
its master’s.
That’s nice
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Thanks! Sent you mail…
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Ah, so there really are strings attached 🙂
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Always 😊
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Deep 😀
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Thanks!
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A beautiful piece Kunal……the last para summarizes the entire poem so perfectly!!
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Thanks, Radhika! Glad you could relate to it
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Wow. Profound. Did a “Kaipo chhe” moment inspire this? 🙂
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Haven’t seen the movie, nor can I do “kanni” or fly a kite! The thought has been flying around in my head for a while, though 🙂
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We need to feel we are in control, but are we?
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Well, if you put it like that…we aren’t.
Thanks for the read and the comment!
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Light-hearted and deep. My favorite combo! 🙂
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Thanks, Lola! You well?
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Most of the time! Thanks for asking.
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🙂
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Great verse.
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Thanks, Yasmin, am glad you liked it!
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So very well crafted … deep and emotionally provocative, very smooth and rhythmic … excellent poem!
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Thank you, Jonathan! Appreciate it!
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Glad that the son of a SURATI wrote this.You sure know how crazy they are about
kiteflying.
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Yep 👍
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Ah, such supreme, awesome power and beauty. 🌹
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Thank you, Dorna 😊
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So much for “free as kite” We never are really. But that’s the beauty of imagination and art – it takes you places . I agree with one of the comments – a profound piece – a great piece for reflection and debate actually – but not without a drink.
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Well, it IS that time of the evening where you’re at, so right ahead! And why don’t you write with the other hand that’s free? Been some time since you’ve done that!
Thanks, C!
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Yep a sundowner will do nicely and I’ll ruminate a bit on the writing. Cheers! 🍸🍷🍺
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It is a serious suggestion, Chev
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Thank you, I feel a bit rusty but I do miss this. Let’s see.
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🙂
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So profound and loved each and every stanza of your poem, Kunal.
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Thanks, Kamal! I’m glad!
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🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
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Very nice piece this is!
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Thanks!
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I will
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Kunal….fantastic. I love this so much.
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Thanks Em
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Your words swoop and soar like the kite. Thanks for sharing! I have a poetry blog here on WordPress and today’s poem is about excitement in case you have time to have a look? Have a good day, Sam 🙂
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Thanks, Sam! Appreciate your words. You have a good day, yourself 🙂
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