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“Frail Thread” – Nayana Nair

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These lines that
connect to my heart,
pass through landscapes
devoid of human presence.
This frail thread
passes through valley of flowers
that have no color.
Through balconies overlooking
desolate streets and
sky crowded with stars.
Through stairs leading to floors
that no one visits.
Through the branches of old trees
broken in the storms.
Through abandoned toys in locked rooms
with no owners.
Through the warm sheets
where I rest with my dreams.
and bring loneliness of the world
that lies beside me,
while I wonder
why do I feel so hollow inside.

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“We Forget”- Nayana Nair

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Why do we forget all the other reasons
for happiness
that existed
before love arrived.

“Your Share” – Nayana Nair

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You are misguided,
if you thought
that you were the center
of my suffering.
Cause even if
you gave this pain,
but that link to you is long broken.
And now that pain exists,
only in me,
only for me.
Not needing you.
You have no share in my misery,
as I have no share in yours.

Windows

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“You turn a corner. There are the windows you never belonged behind. There, where it always was, is the sky.”

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“Reading Larkin”, James Richardson

“Going back in time” – Nayana Nair

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There could never be a time for us.
We could never ask the question
we never thought of.
We could never bring up a spring of love
in our dry hearts.
And going back in time
makes no difference.
We would always be what we are
anything contrary to that,
anything against our very own nature,
makes us no less than a living lie.
Will that be still counted as love?
There would never be a right time
in the past that is already made
and nor in lives
that had no space for it anyways

“Fair” – Nayana Nair

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And in spite of my tears
I know for sure
that life has been at least fair,
if not kind;
in breaking everyone’s dream
everyone’s heart.

Falling through the floor

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Here I go again

Falling through the floor

Here I go again

Walking out the door

Here I go again

Looking for comfort

Here I go again

Looking for an end

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