I will place the promise of tomorrow
on your lips.
They will first taste of cyclones in my breath.
Then they will taste of desperate dying breath.
The will taste of light and of blindness.
They will taste of the dreams that slip from your eyes.
They will taste of the skin that
we are yet to grow.
They taste of things
that we are yet to lose.
I will place the promise of tomorrow
on your lips,
that will soon be your yesterday.
My promise will be memory of
passing trains and fading love.
Published by Nayana Nair
Hi,
I am Nayana Nair. I'm 30. 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 
Seriously a positive poem
Which I am.waiting since from long time
Nice poem Ñayana 😀😀 😀😀
Glad you liked it.😁
Thank you. 😁