Breaking Bubbles Poem by Ila Sumam
Breaking Bubbles
When I was three
Blowing bubbles
Under my tamarind tree
Amma asked
'Do you know
Every life is
A bubble? '
I said no
After I turned ten
A sulking pre-teen, then
Amma said
'Each of a person's face
Is a bubble
Break the ones that hurt you
It works'
It worked
Now I've grown, evolved
So did Amma's bubbles
Whose number suffocated me
Deceiving charm hurt me
So I broke one of mine instead
Isn't it the way we look that matters that what we're looking at?
Well scripted with deep heartfelt words........................good job, Dear! God bless you!
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4/16/2024 12:55:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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