Bubbles

Bubbles
Brewing hot water,
I see the boiling bubbles
in the silver vessel
in the morning for the
hurried coffee decoction ,
for sprightly pep up,
bubbles are meagre
significance then,

now holiday mood,
children see no better ways
to spend time in
blow the bubble game,
the flying colourful bubbles
vanish unassuming.
Life is merry-go-round
for them, bubbles
are play things.

Many flooded streets,
much flowing inundations,
unfailing rainy seasons,
paper boats and frogs,
bubbles , bubbles and ,
I view those broken bubbles
Life is like the same,
how they project in different ambience.