THE BUBBLES.......
its here,right now
and gone tomorrow
sumthing,you cant borrow..
beautiful,captivating it may seem
with a life short,
like an enticing dream...
before you grab,it ruptures
and you are left with nothing
but a desire for it to once again nurture..
once its gone
you cry and lull
no returns,even while you mourn...
like the bubbles of soap
moments are precious
live it,before it elopes...
gain nothing if you run behind
gaze it silently,hapiness u'll find
the game of life is quaint and queer
live each moment right now,right here..