Dream Unreachable Poem by Uttam Biswas

There was a time
When a little boy rushed after the clouds
To touch them,
In the horizon they were so close to earth
That they filled his heart with joy
I must claim.

In the horizon during dawn
With the oblique sun
With colours played the clouds,
And with their attractive beauties
The boy rushed to them
And the joy inside him knew no bounds.

After them he had gone so far
But his dream to touch them
Remained unfulfilled,
Then a question came
In his mind: ''am I too little to touch them? ,
What's their height and where do they fly to? ''

Then he made a serious plan
To catch them,
He managed some papers and
Bought huge amount of strings,
Then made a huge kite
To fly it above the sky,
He freed the kite in the open air
And loosened the wheel of string
At his hearts content
It flew higher and higher
And his joy too touched the height
With the thought that
He is about to touch the clouds,
He was loosening and loosening
The wheel of string
At his hearts content,
And suddenly the string teared
And the whole effort came to nothingness.

Now the boy has grown up
He smiles with his past effort
And very well knows that
''There are some things
Which should remain unreachable''.