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“Wind Chimes” -Nayana Nair

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The wind chimes on television
seem so beautiful,
sound so soothing.
But I had a wind chime
that never made a sound.
There was never a wind around my house
at least not the one that pleased my wind chimes.
The occasional wind will touch my cheeks
but never the edges of the shining metal.
It never made the song that I longed for.
It made me feel
that my life was more stagnant
than it really was.
The only time it made a sound
was when my hands played with it.
But it was tiring
and it never quite sounded the same.
It never sounded like
the wind chimes on television.

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About Nayana Nair

Hi, I am Nayana Nair. I'm 23. Just a crazy girl who has tons of things to talk about....not much organized thoughts sadly. I like to talk about everything...mostly..every conversation of mine turns into a monologue.... So I decided I should start writing a blog..rather than chat.... I'm very much passionate about music, psychology and literature.... Moderate interest in science..... I always want to be a writer (and also a teacher)..But I don't think I have the skills required...this blog is just my attempt at becoming the writer I always wanted to be...Blogging for few years, I have realized I am more of a poet (although, I am not sure that I am good enough for that label)...I hope I realize more about myself through writing. Thanks for dropping by!! Hope I didn't disappoint. :)

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  1. Hello Nayana! πŸ˜„I’ve a surprise waiting for you…would you visit my blog? I hope you’ll like it..
    -Surya

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  2. Nice poem Γ‘ayana, I hope the happiness that you are yearning for will come true πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜

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  3. Great one. Hope you’ll keep writing such cool poetry and yeah, wind chimes on television are a little too filmy!! πŸ˜„

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  4. nice poem

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  5. We’ve got one like that πŸ™‚

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  6. I think it is time to throw that wind chime out because none of us has the will and the abilty to exhaust ourselves.
    Nice prosetry with a hidden meaning.

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  7. You are a gifted poet!!! Give that wind chime to someone else and get yourself another!

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    • Thanks you for your words of support πŸ™‚ I am really happy that you liked my poem πŸ™‚
      I have lost hopes in wind chimes πŸ™‚ I am done with waiting for it to work. πŸ™‚

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