Reverse Gear Poem by vijay gupta

Reverse gear
Spring has come.
Colorful flowers were brightening on the earth.
Fog & chilled weather have been disappeared.
Fragrance of mustered flower was prevailing in the air.
Children were playing with colorful kites.
Their eyes were always with their kites.
They were ignoring even pits on the ground,
Which occurs in so many indents?
Like this game men’s nature is alike.
He ignores ground pit,
When does he found his stars high as a kite?
He sees on the ground only when his star goes in reverse gear as a kite,
when it comes on the ground.