“ONE STEP CLOSE”- Nayana Nair

I think a lot, But seldom write. I feel incapable of writing. My thoughts get crystallized In my mind and refuses To flow through my pen. Frozen out of fear. Knowing that with each word I pen, I am one step closer to realizing, That I am ORDINARY.

“THE ARRIVAL”- Nayana Nair

In the dismal hours Of the darkest nights Time has a habit Of toying with my mind. Sometimes, into untraceable Cracks of thoughts, it disappears. The hands of clock drag themselves Through air of confusion and fear. Through the fate Of abysmal wait. To get rid of this rosy fog Time has put around me,Continue reading ““THE ARRIVAL”- Nayana Nair”