prasanna kumari - Bubbles

Drowning my sorrows in the ocean
I sat there on the sand......
Ocean, the Alchemist, turned them all to
Shining silvery pearls
And scattered around me.....
A handful of beads from the roaring waves
For every heart to leap in joy

Bubbles are not silly,
Easily breakable, full of air
Fascinating-carry all the rainbow colours

A hollow pipe and soapy water
Boys and bubbles in the air

The falling cataract
Forming snowy white foams
Seduces us to sing and dance

The frothy wine on the lips
Omar Khayyam’s passing kiss

Your praise like a bubble
Brings me pleasure with pride

The child with milky foams moustache
Makes the mother laugh with delight
Children in the surf
Make me nostalgic
The foams of a moving canoe bring me
Thrill with cold wind

The making and breaking bubbles
Of the falling rain-thro’my window
Brings to me the transience of life


May I immerse in you, Ocean......
My unanswerable questions
The undesirable wishes
The unsatisfied longings
The unfulfilled dreams
And the white lies
The feeling that everything is true
When nothing is true
The feeling that everything is false
When nothing is false
And my loneliness crystallized into pain


But she asked me to bury my joys also
For her to scatter.....
For the mad, sad and the glad
And walk away to eternity......
Gliding like a half bubble on flowing water...

Singing all this time about bubbles
My mind is full of airy nothing.

prasanna kumari

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