My Kite Poem by Krishan kumar
My Kite
There goes my kite
Up in the blue sky
Like a colourful bird
It soars high and high.
Fluttering its tail
Over the roofs and trees
It flips, flaps
And dances with breeze.
With the gust of wind
It swirls round and round.
When wind is gone
It floats to the ground.
Sometimes to my left
Sometimes to my right
It chases the clouds
And fills heart with delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 7:47:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice poem Mr Krishnan Kumar thanks for sharing