Tuesday, November 9, 2010


Running with echoing footsteps
on my terrace
flying paper kites colourful and bright

Watching my kite conquering the sky
splattered with clouds
soaring with birds taking flight

I felt bitter sweet nostalgia gripping me
going down the memory lane
Reminiscing childhood days
when I've flown kites and paper plane

I wish I were a kite
escalating to heights
creating rungs to the sky
chasing unfulfilled dreams
eyes with leaping imagination
discovering new lands
across the unknown boundaries
challenging the gusting winds
unceasing to ensuing predicaments

I'm at awe, at how just a bit of paper
grows wings and transcends horizons
while I'm here grounded for life
yet to sprout roots underneath

I wish I were a kite
with wisdom controlling my chaotic sanity
like the string monitoring the kite
from running amuck


  1. its beautiful... you have vison and your creativity is just so amazing that i cant even explain it in words... i loved the line with eyes having leaping imagination :).. beautiful :)

    gr8 work aparna :)

    take care and keep writing.........

  2. Sometimes we only live for the here and now.
    Sometimes we're lonely.
    Sometimes we feel we need a place to be grounded...
    Or fly away again.
    I will fly away again.

    Fly away!

  3. I wish I were a kite ...... The spirit of freedom etched in this one line is so enlightening... Good post.

  4. This is the best post I read today :D

    beautiful and simple ...

    following you dear :D

    as always the smell awaits you

  5. Love your blog. Thanks for dropping by.

  6. really aweosme.... love the pic uve used... keep writing aparna..

  7. Girl, this is one of the better poems I have read off late in Blogsphere ... loved the last paragraph .... "chaotic Sanity" ...


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