Flying Kite Comments

takes me back to my young and happy days thanks

Gone are those lovely colorful days …….. Leaving only some sweet remembrance. My dear Amitava, your poems are always so simple. At a breath one can read and understand. it shows your own simplicity in heart and mind. i loved the description of those past days of our lovely childhood. wonderful. liked it so much. tony

Oh! I do remember those days when I was flying kites in Howrah maidan with friends and brother. We use to save daily five paise given for school for purchasing kites and threads also collect wastage of bulb to sharpen threads that is mamjha. A good remembrance of childhood after reading your poem. Thanks for share. Regards.

childhood memories are always glorious, their rememebrance brings tears of joy.....we cannot get back to those days again....but can only cherish those memories in our hearts forever and ever. A great write.

A Beautiful childhood memories poem written with sweetness in it. Very true said, some childhood memories are so sweet still they feel fresh in our minds. Beautiful presentation. Loved reading it.

Sweet memories in a sweeter poem with sweetest emotions, who can forget charms of the childhood.......10

Reading this sweet poem, I too am hurled back to my childhood days! Nothing can match the beauty of those days! But those memories by surfacing to our mind often take us back to those days of innocent merriment and continue lighting our gloomy hours! Beautiful poem!

I do also remember those days when we were flying kite in Howrah Maidan. Off and on, we could listen 'Bha-katta'. Those days will never come back. A beautiful poem crafted with sweet memory.

Exhibiting nostalgia, wistful yearning for the happiness felt in flying colorful kites in days by-gone.....Amitavaji....... a sweet reminiscence penned with touching words.......10/10

Red, green, black and yellow …. With stars and stripes, looking so nice - They all were flying so merrily in sky, Making the sky so colorful.-beautiful poem...voted 10

Gone are those lovely colorful days …….. Leaving only some sweet remembrance......................a nice poem on childhood days....

Amitava, a very happy and enticing memory in this poem, makes me long for the days of my childhood also. Great imagery, I could feel myself standing there watching you two boys fly that kite. Wonderful and refreshing poem of the past, joyful yet somewhat sad that it did not last. Thank you for sharing it, I love it! RoseAnn