BLUE


It was a blue day!
Chuckling pebbles
Remind of infancy,
It has ease to see the beginning,
The circling is over.

The coast is lifeless now.
The sunny noon is gone,
But she is still there
With her eyes, blue…
Her bucket, her brush…
All blue!
Even her canvas, “Half Blue”
But her life?
Can it too be?

The sea is red now,
Extreme end swallows half the sun.
The horizon is terrific,
Penetrating into her life
Catapulting immortality.
Is she aware?
But the sea-waves are…
Unaware her wishes are still Blue!


About the author The writer is presently a student of MA 4th Semester of the Deptt. of English & Foreign Languages, Tezpur University, Assam. His area of interest in present study is American literature. He spends most of his leisure time reading novels particularly of Assamese literature and society. He aims to be a teacher and translator and wants to involve in socio-cultural, economic and educational issues through his writings and translations in the days to come. [Read More]

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