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lost in blues

“May I share my blues with you?”

The sea never asked the sailor whenever he praised the sea, “wow, the deep blue sea is fascinating!” For the sea knows it is absurd.

“May I share my blues with you?”

The sky never asked the aviator whenever he glorified the beauty of the blue sky. For the sky knows it is ridiculous.


But, the sky and sea reflected each other.

Meanwhile, the clouds got lost in itself without knowing how to rain down? And the small tides just float without knowing how to swim against ….

Dear God, do you still manufacture those breed of angels like the one whom you did send for Tobit? If you do send me one.



About Britton

It's a chattering of an eccentric who often can't control his vagrant thoughts while he is wandering around in search of the unknown. Well, it seems like, this world is an asylum N it invites each N everyone to have a stroll through this asylum. Further, for me it's a madylum :) Humiliating mockeries all around, crushing anguish within, boring day-to-day chores.... oh! He has to wade through all these. :-( N the weary traveler should plod on. No matter what.

9 responses to “lost in blues

  1. soumyav

    thoughtful and really thoughtful!

  2. <3! Just beautiful! It rained all day .

  3. Doing research on Tobit so that I can understand it better 🙂 Yes always at awe with your writings dearest Bri ❤ . Thank you so much for sharing these wonderful thoughts that revive beyond feelings into the written word . It is just awesome ! Thanks to you I am learning so much about my self also . Much love ❤

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