The Kite

There once was a kite,
Who lacked all might.
Fearing the fall and not the flight,
He always found a place to hide.

There was a kite he secretly admired,
Dreamt daily to fly by her side.
Only if he could ever have the might,
To once take the flight.

It was the competition,
Playgrounds turned into battlefields.
The kite hid and cheered for his friends,
Praying his turn never would come.

Suddenly his heart skipped beat,
As he saw his love on the verge of defeat.

Quickly he moved up the stack,
Eager to fly to beat the freak.

Soon started the bitter fight,
This amateur fought with might.

Saving his love was that mattered,
And just as he saved her;
He saw the dreaded fall.

As he aimlessly headed for the ground,
He had his heart filled with joy profound.
The fear of falling was no more,
All he had was happiness galore.

Just like the kite we fear the fall,
Just like the kite we need to learn-The achievement is worth the fall.

Rebound

He sits looking at the sky searching for calm,
Even the morning breeze has lost its charm.

The dream is shattered once again,
Everything planned went haywire, yet again.

Every breath tires him,
Even the chirping birds seem to mock him.

But this isn't the first nor the last time,
Howsoever dark the night, the sun shall shine one more time.

It is the sweet taste of victory that he desires,
For which he has to continue to perspire.

One moment of glory shall wipe away all the pain,
And life will seem precious and happy once again.

So once again, rise and fight.
Take up the challenge with all your might.

Once again, rise and fight,
Quit not till you see the light...

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