Simple Verse. No.2- My Kite Poem by Valsa George

dreams......a desire which lay in our mind even unknown to us, again a brilliant write from a brilliant poet bravo........

Dreams are not at all substantial, unless good dreams are realized in practical n professional life...thats why they disappear...

Our dreams can sometimes take over our lives. Keep hold of the string of your kite.

We should all try to hold on to our dreams, sometimes they are all we have. Super poem Valsa.

Flying a kite in a dream is interesting. Flying it in real life is more interesting but when it will be eluded from grip the kite will be disappeared and the glee will be vanished soon. A beautiful poem on Kite is well executed. Five stars..

Ecstasy (A comment on Valsa George’s Poem My Kite) Who should be blamed for this hijacking? Was it me something who was lacking? My sweet dreams were hijacked, The kite couldn’t be tracked, Ecstasy! Silently enjoyed my kite’s off tracking!

Groovy write.Wonderful imaginary. Best word choice. Many thanks.

A lovely write. But did the kite escape or did you set it free, like a dream realised because it was freed from the mind to reality.

ANOTHER MARVELLOUS WRITE, VALSA ! We hold on to our dreams enjoying, but unawares let it go! Lovely!