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.Continue reading ““Frail Thread” – Nayana Nair”
Why do we forget all the other reasons for happiness that existed before love arrived.
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 shareContinue reading ““Your Share” – Nayana Nair”
“You turn a corner. There are the windows you never belonged behind. There, where it always was, is the sky.” –“Reading Larkin”, James Richardson
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 ownContinue reading ““Going back in time” – Nayana Nair”
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.
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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?
I have never crossed paths with anyone who knows how to love. Everyone is trying. Everyone is guessing and doubting. Not sure what love is.
To some extent I think I always knew that there must be something in your heart that resists my presence. Which is in conflict whether in flesh or in soul because of me. And still craves more of me. I think your heart never got used to me. It just got used to resisting me.Continue reading ““You need me” – Nayana Nair”
I will let you have your way and stand at the corner, as I always have, and struggle to know my place in your life.