Monday, 22 February 2016


photo by de jackson


The dancing bubbly lips

Are in constant hurry

They often forget to fill

The words with soul

The light phrases float

Enjoy their moment’s stay

Die leaving an air of sigh

Words that birth

From mighty pen

Are nuggets of gold

To live forever

This is inspired by the Tibetan proverb "Words are mere bubbles of water; deeds are drops of gold."

Posted for dVerse Quadrille 3 the word to play with is Bubble