Bubble in the sparkling yellow wine,
It will fade in the due course of time,
Have a potential to penetrate any,
Moving up like a calf galloping towards it’s mother,
Progress and later ebb at open air out.
So I live this life like a bubble,
Searching for the Heaven’s head,
Don't want to stick to the bottle of blind belief,
To get the deliverance.
© Kranthi Kiran Ale
08/11/2015
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