Bubbles in puddles

The floating bubbles of air
In puddles of water spread here and there
Roaming aimlessly
Edged on by the ripples in there
Like we all move
Lost, but with hope
Carried on by waves of time
Some lost under, some left behind
and while the rest manage to float
One here or there, expires and explodes
And then we realise the fickleness of nature
What exists now, may not Some moments later.

Posting this only because the blog has been pretty inactive as of late. I hope you guys start writing again after this.

Wrote this one today while it was raining. I was like “I have to write about something other then love, loneliness or warriors this time”


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