Sunday, June 21, 2009

the kite story...

i once saw a little boy
in the open lush greens
fat drops of tears and lament
flowing down his rotund cheeks

why, prayed i, do you cry
my bright eyed little one
there yonder, said the boy
up in the blue wide sky

i made it with my hands
that kite red and blue
i caught it as it fell
and cheered on as it flew

guided it through the gusts
pulled it out of gales
held on through the storms
to the strings of its heart

and look at it fly
with no strings attached
with miles of air between us
our beings so detached

i wiped his tears, held him to my bosom
little did he know, the child
the day he taught the kite to fly
he gave him his world of freedom...

11 comments:

bhavin said...

excellent!!!
simple, touching...
:)

Neelam Prabhugaonker Shetye said...

thanks bhavin :)

Madhurjya (Banjo) Banerjee said...

The kite imagery is just beautiful.

Neelam Prabhugaonker Shetye said...

@banjo : merci beaucoup :)

Shivani Gakhar said...

aaaaaahhhh.... shit this is beautiful!!!!!!!!

Neelam Prabhugaonker Shetye said...

@shiv : thankoo :D

Neelam Prabhugaonker Shetye said...

@shiv : thankoo :D

Pratima Khadke said...

veryyyyy nice !!!

Neelam Prabhugaonker Shetye said...

@pratima : thankoo.... :)

Anonymous said...

Nice one neel...the choice of words and phrases betrays ur true emotions...Though as always its better to leave it up to interpretation...im curious to know who the kid is?

Neelam Prabhugaonker Shetye said...

@morgan : hmmm....the kid could be jus about anyone morgy.....awwwwwwww i luv this 'open to interpretation' bit :p :p