Bubbles

Bubbles



Bound to the ground,
no space to move around.

How free are these bubbles
relieved from every troubles. 

Not thinking about small life,
leaving behind all signs of strife.

Shining in the glory of sun rays,
living in every moment not wasting days.

Cat reflecting my feelings in her stare,
cursing tedious life and admiring bubbles' glare. 

This post is linked to Five Sentence Fiction (Bubbles), and Three Word Wednesday #438 (waste, reflect, tedious)

Comments

  1. I want to do that, sitting and admiring things I like. An easy escape from monotonous life.

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  2. Cat reflecting my feelings in her stare,
    cursing tedious life and admiring bubbles' glare.

    Even though one has troubles of one's own there is still a silver lining! Truly said Cifar!

    Hank

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  3. This makes me think of the song, "Tiny Bubbles,"n :o)

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  4. Very nicely composed...great use of the prompts !!!

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  5. How free it is to sit like that...your poem reflects that perfect photo!

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  6. mundane can get us thinking what you so amazingly portrayed in your piece here...awesomely written for the prompt :)

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  7. very well composed Kashif :-) how free are those bubbles... :-) wow!

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  8. You've done well! Handling two challenges at once, and making a it a poem on top of that!

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  9. Nice to be a bubble without any trouble :)
    Nice poem!

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  10. I envy the cat. Wish I could sit still and stare at the floating colourful bubbles.

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  11. Enjoyed the play of words (and of course the photo---what a capture)!

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