“What I do best” – Nayana Nair

There is a fierce calmness that holds me together even when I think that I will fall apart. Seems like falling apart is not that easy for those who lived in pieces that they never knew they had. So I will turn deaf to the words of love that presumes that it knows me. SoContinue reading ““What I do best” – Nayana Nair”

“Lost you to light” – Nayana Nair

I remember the day that I found you with eyes filled with yearning, heart filled with doubt and hands soiled with blood of the your dreams that you murdered everynight. I found you in the land where we had been banished to, from a world of happiness where our loved ones reside. I remember theContinue reading ““Lost you to light” – Nayana Nair”

“Words of Hope” – Nayana Nair

There is a soft tune that moves beneath your fingers as they move over the pages and words and worlds that you will never see. All the words of hope that I whisper to the you who exists within these barriers of skin, bones and sorrow. I fear these words will be like the musicContinue reading ““Words of Hope” – Nayana Nair”

“Out all night”- Nayana Nair

Every night I saw that girl who roamed the dark streets with eyes filled with smoke and feet swaying with confusion and power. With clothes that reminded me of night sky. She was out all night to paint the world in the color of her black beautiful broken heart. The many masks of her hungContinue reading ““Out all night”- Nayana Nair”

“Last Shred” – Nayana Nair

When you think you are holding onto the last shred of yourself, don’t spend it on the words that have been long lost in the air, on the gazes that the eyes have long forgot. Keep it safe for yourself. You have lost bigger things than love and you have still lived well. And aContinue reading ““Last Shred” – Nayana Nair”

“Belonging” – Nayana Nair

The amount of persuasion it takes to force oneself, into believing the delusion that belonging somewhere will solve all issues, will calm the turmoil of all unexplained emotions. That we can belong somewhere just because we want to.

“Cruel” – Nayana Nair

I always had a sense of entitlement when it came to dreaming of a lover. That there would be someone who puts me first. But I realized with time sometimes you have to be that someone who puts others first. That was such a terrifying and distressing thought. And suddenly all these heroes became somewhatContinue reading ““Cruel” – Nayana Nair”

A Russian Word

There must be a Russian word to describe what has happened between us, like ostyt, which can be used for a cup of  tea that is too hot, but after you walk to the next room, and return, it is too cool; or perekhotet, which is to want something so much over months and evenContinue reading “A Russian Word”

“A sleep so light” – Nayana Nair

There is a sleep so light that it rests upon my brow ever so careful no to slip into my eyes and I hear its laughter on my thoughts that have no meaning or reason And when it notices my tears it takes pity on me and holds my eyelids down with the weight ofContinue reading ““A sleep so light” – Nayana Nair”