The kite and I

The kite flies a restricted flight
So does I,

Stands packed for long
Instead born to fly
So is its fateĀ  . .. And of I

When unpacked, struggles for a chance
So stands struggle of I,

Chance when given
Hope follows
Kite takes off in a flash,
So does I…with
dreams not shattered a dash.

Still, stands in its path
More struggles
Competition to tackle
Loved ones to depart

So is the path of I
As I is a girl, a woman…
Forced to conquer her own life
Which belongs to herself
In spite of being born human.

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