Today the kites took flight in skies so vast,
like dreams they floated, vibrant colors bright,
a childhood sport that links me to my past,
their tails a dance of wonder and delight.
In V-shaped formations cranes did weave,
dodging kites with grace in azure seas,
yet one was hurt—by threads man-made,
my heart, it could not leave,
brought low by such as these.
Seen fewer birds now pass through sky's domain,
encroached their paths with our bold flights of cheer?
reflecting on this sport brings subtle pain:
Is joy worth causing creatures such fierce fear?
Though flying kites brings freedom high and wide,
we must ensure all share the open sky.
This poem reminds me of the book, The Kiterunner. Though the novel has a dark undertone (as your poem appears as well) , the moments when the kids fly (and yes, turn it into a battle game) are written (and seen in the movie) with such beauty (as your poem also expresses, M. Asim)
Filled with such heart and deeply found wisdom! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Beautifully expressed and ever so heart moving! .. Thank you! .. Thank you for sharing this! ..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ohhh, How deeply heart touching! .. And I'm so sorry to hear of such an experience! .. Yes we must keep skies safe! ...