There is a thought
that holds my hands
sometimes to save me from drowning,
sometimes to drag me down.
The thought that
all you say
and all I say
will be part of all the noise
that this world has already lost.
This world that had witnessed us together
will soon forget us.
And we won’t feel a thing a that time,
however we may dread that day right now.
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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 
Loved the way you wrote this poem Ñayana 😀😀 😀😀
Thank you 🙂