Kites

A kite

chained to the window pane

I tried to set it free

The string cut my finger.

It rained that night

The kite tried to fly away

But i held it back,

It stayed, grumbling.

A clear autumn sky

Filled with colorful kites

My fettered kite pleaded,

I was adamant.

And then it rained again

Lightning struck my prisoner,

The kite was no more.

And i lost a “friend”.

A new dawn,

A new kite came crashing

on my doorway.

I took it to my terrace

I tied it to the string

the old kite had left.

I gave it back to the sky,

And it flew away