© chiratukal

I am a kite.
The child was been making me.
His little fingers made me colourful like a butterfly.
But I am unable to fly.
He was holding me close to his heart.
But I wanted to fly.

And it was time.
The painted sky, warm wind beckoning me.
The child put a string attatched to me,with other end on his hand.
I was jealous of the birds.They can fly where ever they want.
Look at me , he don't want me to fly freely...
He started releasing me slowly into the sky .

The breeze started playing with me.
The birds and butterflies waved at me.
Some of them were traveling far, some in search of food,some having fun with their flock.
I mocked the trees that I am higher than you.
A whole new world before me.The sky.
A painting with sunset orange,with Venus rising.

I was aiming at the clouds.
Little white patches roaming around.
Some where looking as if the earthly ones came up, with different shapes.
what will be beyond that.??

But he is not letting me go higher.
He was holding the string tight in his palms.
I don't know why he was smiling looking at me.
I am here trapped.
New horizons are waiting for me.
I want to see that hot red sun closer..

I started swishing in the wind.
Wind getting much stronger,roaring and yelling.
I was plead to just break off from the string.

Suddenly I saw him .
one of my comrade.
His string broke off .
He was twirled up by the violent wind .
He was out of control.
He was carried away and was tored up by a dry branch.

I was drawn back.
My child drawn me back.
He put me closer to his heart again♥️:-!

I was put on the wall.
He gazes at me every time he passes.
And I am taken for a flight,every evening.
I am attatched to his heart string.
It will never break.
I am wandering the new horizons of love.
The unveiled horizons of love shore.🌌