#kite poems on Hello Poetry

Alin Sep 2016

imagine a kite today
that becomes visible
only because
you’ve imagined it

imagine a kite today
that will be seen
in all colors
made of
the rainbows
of the eyes
of the loving

#kite #alin #lalin

Erin Suurkoivu Aug 2016

A lot of people think

A lot of people think
it's shining armour that keeps them strong.

For me, it’s what’s underneath,
the bones of the matter
beneath the skin kite.

Let the wind take me and
watch how high I can fly.

#strength #skin #bones #underneath #kite

Niloofar Ojani Aug 2016

The kites

I still remember the good old days
The howling wind into my face
Freeing my hair into air, keep watching you as I really care
Injailed in my own prison, happy with no reason
I would stay there forever and ever as I was your prisoner
Now I'm lying on the cold ground with my toes in wet sand
I wish you would come around and then we could go and fly our kites
I would taking your hands and pulling you into my side
Together flying up to the sky, dancing among the clouds and stars,I would show you the dreamland
I wish you would come around...
Am I going too far? Am I getting insane?
I wish you'd call my name without feeling any shame
I wish you'd take me as I came
With no regrets with no blame
Maybe I'm just from a different lane
A different world where I came
I wish you'd see the world as I see
You could feel the thoughts I feel
Cause I loved you, no matter what
No matter if it's wrong or if it's right
I loved watching you when you were looking at me
Straight into my eyes with no mercy
Your eyes shines so bright in the darkness of the night
Two glowing Suns which still are so bright in the late night
They loved me as I was, they would never tell me lies
Watching me was the biggest prize
Like two glowing fireflies Which were dancing at my sight
I wish I would come around , finding you as safe and sound
Now I'm here all alone and alone
Hanging out with my old friends gone and lone
crossing my fingers so tight, wishing so hard as I flying my kite
Suddenly I feel a familiar smell
The scent of old days the scent of fears
Turning my head with holding the kite's thread right in my hand
I saw a kite which is floating right next to mine
I smile cause I can swear, I know that handsome kite runner

#love #regret #days #you #old #together #pure #missing #soulmate #kite

SøułSurvivør Jul 2016

kÝte

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    i
    tried
    to fly my
     kite at night
    i flew it in
    the rain
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tail whirling
it flew just like a plane!

upon it's silver string
there was a little key
i wanted lightning for to strike
so i let the kite fly free!

but finally it fluttered
it dipped, at last went down
it tried too hard to catch the wind
and in the end

it

DROWN

SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/30/2016

I hope this turns out!

I'm reading, but all along I want to create also! I can't seem to help writing!

And I especially love these concrete poems!

#life #death #rain #night #trouble #kite

Squid the Russell May 2016

Untethered Kite

I’m a kite
Attached to a string
Moments of freedom
Reveling in the feeling of the wind
Until a tug
And a pull
Keeps you in place
Reminds me
I’m not truly free

Someone won’t you set me free?
Someone won’t you help me?
Loosen the string
Loosen your hold
So I can fly free
Away from here
Away from the string holding me here

Let me be an untethered kite
I could fly free
Explore the world
Bring joy
With my flashy colors
My vibrant patterns

Instead I am under the control
Of those who keep me
Who decide when I have a few minutes
Riding on the freedom of the wind

I wish I had arms
To reach down
With a pair
Of gleaming scissors
To cut my tether

I wish I had a voice
To tell them what I want
What I think
Because they won’t listen
Won’t pay attention
To my relentless fight
To my constant struggle
Against the confines of my rope

Won’t someone set me free?
Can’t somebody help me?
To become an untethered kite?

#freedom #help #hold #control #free #wind #stuck #pull #string #kite

The Poetic Architect Apr 2016

Saranggola sa Bukid

041716

May mga bituing nais abutin,
Nangangalay ang diwa pagkat dapat habulin.
Ganoon pala ang pagtatagisan ng mga saranggolang itim,
Sisipatin ang isa't isa't may pandilig na patikim.

Ako'y musmos sa alok nitong ginintuang pangarap,
Dilubyo'y mabagsik bagkus may matinding yakap.
At doon matatagpuan ang haplos na hinahanap,
Ako'y alipin sa sahig na Langit ang sumusulyap.

Sa paglatag ng Liwanag na may bahaghari
Waring yuyukod siyang ulap na mapagkunwari.
At kanyang saplot, ihahanay nang sandali,
Saksi maging hanging nagtataingang-kawali.

Sa pagsalin ng hiningang latak ng kahapon,
Baon pala ang sakit hanggang dapithapon.
Ipipinta ang itsura ng sarong na maputi,
Siyang pupuri sa Langit na may bahid ng kayumanggi.

Tila baryang itinapon at nagkakalansingan,
Sa papag na mistulang may sawing kasintahan.
Mga tauha'y lalaban sa kuweba ng kadiliman,
At doon ang kandila'y panandaliang tatahan.

Babahagian ng yaman ang uhaw sa kalinga,
Hahagkan silang mga busal na walang isang salita.
Hanggang sa magkandiring muli sa saliw ng musika,
Silang tangan ang pising *may kakaibang mahika.

#life #kite #tagalog

K Balachandran Feb 2016

Kite's Love

Head over heals he fell in love with a kite,
who would have her pleasures only at flight,
she took him over a hill,
and pleasured him to his fill,
overwhelmed, they took a vow to be life time mates.

Kite is the name for the birds of the family Accipitridae

#vow #pleasure #kite #limarick

Courtney Elisabeth Jan 2016

my dear

Do you ever have sad days?
When nothing really goes wrong
But nothing really goes right?
And you feel a little sad
Depressed
Lonely
Like you need to know others exist
Have you ever forgotten others are alive?
That everyone else is living alongside you
Thinking their own thoughts
Living their own lives?
I do
Time to time
When I start feeling lost
When I need to feel grounded
Today, nothing really went wrong
But nothing really went right
Today was Limbo
Today was Hanging in the Balance
I’ve become lost in reality
I’m scared and exhausted
I need you to take my hand
Drag me back down to earth
And remind me that I am still human
That you are still human
That we are still human.
Because I will have days when my mood is a
Rainy Day
And days when my soul is
Overcast
And I will need someone to hold onto my kite tail
So I do not become lost in the
Thunderstorm Days
And the Earthquake Nights.
Sometimes my days are full of sadness
And my nights are full of tears.
Even though I don’t want to be dependent
I will entrust my kite tail to you
Because I cannot let myself float away just yet.
My life still needs living
And people still need loving
And my dear,
I still need to hold you
I still have a few tears,
Happy or sad,
That need to be shed in your name.
I still have nights to lie awake,
Thinking about the night we spent together
And how you seemed more nervous than I felt.
I still have paintings to create
That show people how your skin felt when it pressed against me
I still have poems to write about how I feel when you look at me
So dear,
please don’t let go.

#love #sad #tears #nervous #rain #relationship #people #human #awake #kite

Prabhu Iyer Jan 2016

Last grasp of the kite string.

December 2005; January

2006, Summer that year.

2008 round the middle - no not the crash.

2009, yes the muddle.

Tell me about how May 2010

was axed by December 2010.

Palm, palm, date palm, ash cloud.

February, April, August 2011 and
that dreaded December.

last grasp of the kite string,

off goes the dreamed of high
far far away the anchor moorings

when transmission stopped, all white
noise since then, empty

prattle chatter of the key board,

two millennia and counting thirteen, fourteen,
fifteen, march, October, March!

January 2016. A new landing.

It's the kite-flying festival of Sankranti here. Of course this poem has deeper layers..!

#2010 #keyboard #kite #chatter #2016

Sally A Bayan Oct 2015

E M B E R S (2)

Embers (2).


Can't talk, can't swallow...
there's a block somewhere
i turn to the other side
new fields.....unknown skies
make hands and mind, busy with new chores...new projects
learn to breathe slow...in a rhythmic flow

eyes look up...trying to find my kite among those, flying high,
with a begging glimpse...sent with prayers

the hours go by...so...very...slow
a distraction is most welcome
while waiting, for things to work out on their own.
while...waiting...
trying to be feisty...determined...in exerting efforts
to cleanse a steamy, foggy mind..intoxicated
with highfalutin truths, and plans that come...and go
they surface....then hide....they confuse
affecting those innocent: one, two, three...even more...

deep within are demons that struggle
to overcome each other...
....dancing with the flame...
so untamed
so alive
soaring inside
not at all like embers dying,
they're all fired up, sharp-edged...hurting
singe-ing innards
ahh...still can't breathe...it burns inwards
possessing throat and voice...can't speak
slowly, the airs turn bleak

how i so want to shout to the Heavens
just this once, to beg...for my own manna
to ask for more fresh air
make sure patience never wanes
to bake and strengthen under the hot sun,
the tiles and stones of my concrete wall
i ask for more beams and rays...i don't want to fall
i ask.......for red-orange embers
.......to permanently brighten
my charcoal-black skies...

Sally

Copyright October 9, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

#flames #demons #manna #kite #embers2