Life Inside My Bubble Poem by You... don't... want me...

Life Inside My Bubble

Rating: 5.0


My bubble is invisible
But it is surely there
Nothing can get threw it,
Not one single hair

Inside my little bubble
Is where I live my life
I am inside this little bubble
And can’t cut it with a knife

I am stuck inside this bubble
But it’s not where I want to be
What I need is a proper man
to come and set me free

So there you have it bubble
I don’t want you any more
And I will kick out of here
As soon as the right guy is at the door

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bhaswat Chakraborty 19 May 2009

Your style is very fluid, very vivid.

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Saadat Tahir 18 May 2009

longing search gaze daze..all...put together in a beautiful aggressive style nice read cheers

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Sidi Mahtrow 08 May 2009

Watch the bubble floating free Drifting with the wind - that's where it wants to be. But wait, bubbles are but soap suds in the air And when the humidity drops, pop and they're not there. So before you escape from your bubble To find the real world with its endless trouble Perhaps you should enjoy the ride Forgetting your search for some perfect Tom, Dick or Clyde. s

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