Growing up
we become closer to the person we are not.
How shallow the facade of maturity is.
How fragile the moments when we feel a human,
how quickly they are lost.
How we grapple at the loose ends of what’s left behind.
How we ask ourselves questions
and write about person in the mirror.
How everything we want
is already in past
and everything in future
is just a compromise.
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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 
Ohh put the feeling turns to be positive one
I hope you are not the protagonist of your poems..
Most of what I write is not directly about me. Sometimes it is about some other person…sometimes fictional people also. It seems I have too much empathy 🙂 sometimes I mistake the scenarios and feelings I have imagined to be my own. But I don’t think there is a cause to worry 🙂
Just wanted to know that’s why I asked..
Brilliant.
Thank you 🙂 Glad you liked my poem 🙂
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Thanks a lot 🙂
Sooo glad you liked my poem 🙂
Beautifully expressed, 🙂