BIJAYANANDA MISHRA

 

A KITE LOST ITS THREAD

There is no wind absent the pull,

Hovering in the still air, sky full,

Fly at high altitude, stay freely,

Swoop down suddenly, quickly, (1)

 

Rises again sharply circling,

A thread tied yet mind-bugling,

The wooden roller loses thread,

Rewind at times cut to spread, (2)

 

Colorful kite, a stick is strong,

The tail controls flight, a song,

The blue sky, white cloud sail,

Mingle the happiness, prevail, (3)

 

Symbol of freedom links love,

Rejoices and cherishes above,

Face no hindrance, a message,

The human life mirrors poses (4)

 

The freedom of heart deserves,

The mind soars in the sky, love,

Unsung dreams extend leads,

Thought controls, as a thread, (5)

 

The spirit soars to the sky high,

Lose esteems, unknown, sighs,

Rise and fall, a circular motion,

Exhibit the human life emotion (6)

 

It happens suddenly, direction,

Lost objectives of life, mission,

The thread of a hope snatched,

Heartbroken on soil, detached, (7)

 

A fallen soul and a kite chance,

Hooked with the tree, branch,

A kite lost its thread of life, trace,

Human life is similar, face. (viii)

 

Written by: Bijayananda Mishra

Date of writing: 22nd August 2025

Themes: Human life is like a kite

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