The mind-blowing
issue went flying
in the air like a kite
going up and up
to heights unknown
with people talking
and talking for
and against it
in voices low
and high
blowing out of
proportion the
ordinary feud
that raked up
into the skies
igniting it with a fire
that tried to burn
the whole milieu
into tatters
finally falling down
as embers form
high above 
Tag: kite
It was a high-flying kite.
It glimmered in the sun-bright.
Carrying the col
ours red, blue and white,
It rose up and up to great heights.
The children cried in delight.
They were thrilled at the sight.
The kite enacted a great fight.
It rose up and up to great heights.
The cord that held it extended right.
It, in its elongation, got tight.
The kite faltered in its flight.
Yet, it rose up an up to great heights.
The cord knotted itself in a bite.
The knots closed up to a strangling plight.
The kite made a descent slight.
Alas! it fell down and down from great heights.
Man’s ascent has a tremendous 
insight.
He muscles and manipulates to reach atop alright.
His movement gets mulled at a point outright.
He tumbles down to the ground like the falling kite.
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