Sunday, September 11, 2011

The Proud Kite

The proud kite
Gloating in all its glory of a mighty flight
Reveling in befuddling paths of highs and lows
Elated, Intoxicated, dazed.
Suddenly got lost in wilderment
Cutting through the wind, withstanding harsh blows
Panicked, descended, collapsed.
The naïve kite didn’t know,
It will eventually fall…..
When there is no string attached.

2 comments:

Amul Badjatya (Jain) said...

Kinda lucidly captures the thought: Aankh mein ho swarg lekin paanv prithvi par tike hon! Nice one!

Praxis said...

@Amul- Thank you so much Amul.