Bubbly Tale

 A bubble am I.
 Born from confluence 
 Of water and air;
 Instantaneous in birth.
 Wearing a sheen of light
 I let go of my roots
 And float about.
 Perhaps of no use to anyone,
 Except that little girl
 Whose face lights up in smile,
 On seeing me dance
 In the barmy breeze.
  
 A bubble am I.
 Carried by my brethren,
 Savouring my moments;
 Of my brief existence.
 Nothing to lose nor gain
 From the vagabond existence.
 When its time,
 I leave not a trace,
 Before merging with my brethren. 

Copyright @ Goutam Dutta

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Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.

4 thoughts on “Bubbly Tale”

    1. Very true….fending off the troubles while managing to stay afloat and assimilating as much as one can, while being a simultaneous source of joy and happiness for others. Thank you so much for a great prompt. 😊🙏

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