Bubbles Poem by Neso Onyeuche

Bubbles

Lovely lemon-scented bubbles
lounging, listless in the air.
Running from your only purpose;
dirty dishes are down there.
Deft and dastardly deserters,
who will take your burden now?
Unthinkably, you escaped.
can you come and teach me how?

Friday, June 19, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: running
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