BUBBLE TROUBLE
Looking around this colourful world
filled with different shades indeed
can't reason whether it's nature's new turn
or am I in yet another dream?
Whatever it maybe,
why should I care?
Iam loving every breath inhaled
all the aroma & all the new flair
Branches laden with fresh flowers
birds chirping a new note
the leaves washed clean
as if painted a fresh new coat
It seems horizon I can touch
the clouds are brushing past
feels as if in paradise or
have I breathed my last?
No, it can't be,'cause I can touch the petals
feet still touch the grass
no matter how seldom Iam grounded
how often now I touch the stars!
Warning bells ringing , not to come closer
deaf ears Iam to it take a step further.
Pop!! Bursts the bubble,crushing all my illusion
dispersing the rainbow, now, reality coming in clear vision.
Wiping out the drops from my face
or was it from my eyes?
Now, find again world devoid of colours
which I run away from, I so much despise!!
Wish the bubble-blower could
blow another bubble of dreams
but wish he makes it strong enough
so that I can stay longer within!!
