Cool, cold, coloured bubbles
Float to the top of threaded emotion
Filled with musical notes
Adding a cell to every smile
Making it grow bigger and bigger
This monochromatic grey world
Dull and boring
Dead and blistering
Sparkles to life
With the bubbles floating.
Around the music they dance,
adding a visual eufora
to the orgasm in your ear.
no matter what it is,
(thats there to cause it)
The bubbles surround the notes
an endosphere of emotion
all to ones own
killing off any harmful words
Blasphemic and harsh
(unheard, inimportant)
(the bubbles take care of it)
they coushin your life
making it easier to live
easier to cope
easier to crash
easier to land
easier to burn
and easier to move on (with the rest)
and the rest on with you
cool cold colourful bubbles
float to the top of threaded emotion
filled with musical notes
they mold young lives
replacing anger, adding happiness
hate and love... fear and acceptance
the bubbles, [they save lives]
[cure diseases]
(that may not even exist)
X.to.others.X
they provide outlets
and kill pain
When the beautiful round bubble
is mangled and mamed
broken and popped
shattered and torn
we are left with nothing
but lost souls
aimlessly wandering
but somehow searching,
for the beloved bubble...
Again
Float to the top of threaded emotion
Filled with musical notes
Adding a cell to every smile
Making it grow bigger and bigger
This monochromatic grey world
Dull and boring
Dead and blistering
Sparkles to life
With the bubbles floating.
Around the music they dance,
adding a visual eufora
to the orgasm in your ear.
no matter what it is,
(thats there to cause it)
The bubbles surround the notes
an endosphere of emotion
all to ones own
killing off any harmful words
Blasphemic and harsh
(unheard, inimportant)
(the bubbles take care of it)
they coushin your life
making it easier to live
easier to cope
easier to crash
easier to land
easier to burn
and easier to move on (with the rest)
and the rest on with you
cool cold colourful bubbles
float to the top of threaded emotion
filled with musical notes
they mold young lives
replacing anger, adding happiness
hate and love... fear and acceptance
the bubbles, [they save lives]
[cure diseases]
(that may not even exist)
X.to.others.X
they provide outlets
and kill pain
When the beautiful round bubble
is mangled and mamed
broken and popped
shattered and torn
we are left with nothing
but lost souls
aimlessly wandering
but somehow searching,
for the beloved bubble...
Again
Author notes
this is about how music is basically an escape and like a plastic bubble, to keep out other people (germs)
whatevr. i liked it. so lemme know, honestly, what you think
plus i have to edit it in some spots =)
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Bubbles.It's original! lol for some reason I love how this poem came out haha,this one is seriously good!


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thanks, ho =)
just kidding
but really, thanks =))
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I liked it too. I thought it was fabulous and you did such a great job getting the reader completley involved.
Despair


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thank you thank you thank you

I'm glad I was actually able to write something that did that effortlessly =)
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Great vocabulary. I also liked how the lines were consistantly short, and I also liked the alltoghether irony in this piece.
So when are we collaborating? -
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thannnnkssss
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well, when we both have time and dont have to consistantly log off =) duh -
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Yeah, well, I just suck today. =)
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