Oh dear, oh that smile again.
Now don’t worry, hang in there,
hold it tighter.
But I can’t, can’t control.
It just won’t stay,
my stupid heart, slipping away.
Don’t, you fool, head for a heartbreak,
Don’t you remember how it aches.
Yes but that red rose,
and that blue ribbon,
oh those green valleys?
Bubbles! All bubbles
all around you.
Splash! And there it went,
the heart, dived in the hollow,
which love she calls.
Love you fool is a bubble, I say.
A few sad poems is all that will stay.
Sanjukta Basu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-a-bubble/
