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“STAGE” – Nayana Nair

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They cheer for me,

With joy and addiction.

Eager to hear each sound

That escapes my mouth.

Dipping themselves,

Drowning together

In the music that they love.

But the stage is empty.

Cause I’m not really there,above.

I’m choking ,somewhere, on tears

Holding in my arms our dying love.

And though you stand in the crowd.

You’re not really there.

Are you?

Cause you have come to leave.

To leave the ghost of the man,

Whose love you once believed.

“COMPLAIN” -Nayana Nair

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I have to sit quiet,

Wait for the wind

To blow away my tears before they fall.

I have to keep watch

On what I say, what I think.

Even in my sleep, I can’t betray myself.

Gulp each cry, each word I speak,

To be dropped off on a paper no one reads.

Everyone wants a rock to hold onto.

A quick mire, no one needs.

For what do I owe

This heartbreaking happiness?

This eternal river of tears?

For my love, my ego and my fears.

Who can I turn to?

Who can I blame?

For these sad affairs and my sorry state.

My story is better unwritten.

My sorrows untold.

People are fed up of giving sympathies after all.

Bound by the choices, by free will, I made.

I do not have the liberty to complain.

“IS IT?”- Nayana Nair

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You love me, despite my faults

But is it really love?

When you know they are ‘flaws’

To know I am something to mend.

To believe if you correct me enough

Someday, I might become the idea.

The idea of a possible me.

A possible me, you could love.

When you look at me,

What do you see?

What do you think?

Do you see a list of things to fix,

List of things ‘not-right’.

I see you waiting for somebody

Who is not me.

It makes me wonder,

Did you ever love me?

I may be wrong,

absolutely wrong.

But with these harsh words

And impatient sighs.

Can you ever prove me otherwise.

You love me, despite my flaws.

But is it really love??

“Fragmented Thoughts(5)”-NIKITHA NAIR

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