One Object
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Kites were always eager
With almost invisible anger
To present like rainbow
In the form of arrow
To pierce through colors
And establish honor
For supremacy
As rainbow did with beauty
Yes colors represent mood
Simple thought as food
How come colors present nature?
And shape our future
To appear in vacuum and vast horizon
The rainbow has field day to be won
The kite has to reach maximum height
With thread’s help the kite with colors can be right there
It is not only children’s delight
But supreme childhood’s right too
It is taking their fancy to the top
With colors in the form of loop
One object is divine
Others are on ground to draw line
One can not compare
Yet attempt is worthwhile to dare
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