Through the the hands that
seem like transparent net,
we see all that we are loosing,
what all just is brushing through us.
Left us in pain for
things, people and feelings
that were never ours, nor will be;
but forever in our sight.
We see all the blessings
that fall through our hands.
And when we are left with
only drops of beautiful ache
born out of love,
we keep what we can.
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Hi,
I am Nayana Nair. I'm 28. Just a person who has tons of things to talk about....not much organized thoughts sadly.
I'm interested in all forms of storytelling (though I don't have the talent for it). So I like series, movies, novels, anime, and whatnot. I'm also really passionate about music, psychology, learning languages (I just dream big, too undisciplined to makes any actual progress) and literature. I am overall just a curious person who is interested in all kinds of things, as long as they suit my taste.
I always wanted 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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it rains in my heart 
You always remindsme of Sylvia Plath,😀😀😀😀
Thank you 🙂
Though I don’t believe my writing is comparable to her awesome poems. But it means a lot to hear that.
Thanks a lot. 🙂 😀
Actually it’s the way of writing style . I mean confessional poetry that reminds me.
Full of sadness, sorrow, heartbroken
I don’t want your life to become like her
Be happy 😀😀 😀😀
That makes me happy, to hear such words for my poetry.
How our life turns is not upto us, but I hope that no matter how things turn up, I hope I am able to withstand them with the grace she had, and still live my life in words.
Thanks for wishing me well. 🙂 😀