Bubbles Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

When rain falls, bubbles are seen
Matchless, marvellous in their sheen.

For small moments they exist
And before you open fist
They dislike to exist more
In this world, sullen and sour.

Charming they look to children
Innocent minds riddle-ridden.

To youth they look like couples
Who enjoy love's ripples.

To the old they say: life is short,
Death is sea, you are at the port.

To the wise they look loke graves
Such thoughts can be had by braves.

Bubbles attract poets' fancy
Who at once face real fantasy.

Bubbles convey some message
Momentary is life's passage.

Bubles'sheen ravishes thoughts' queen
It remedies defects of Spleen.

Weepy hearts like bubbles most
For pure thought, they are good host.

O Bubbles! exist for long
O dear, listen to my song.

But they say: Goodbye dear friend
It is our life's eternal trend.