“Crises” – Nayana Nair


The small crises
of my day-to-day life that
seem like disaster,
were nothing more than
my heart rebelling against my heart.
Of me fighting myself,
Of me looking at myself,
mocking at myself,
crying with myself.
Of accepting the solitude I had subjected myself to.
Of not knowing a way out of it.
Of thinking that if I could be miserable enough
someone might rescue me.
And finally accepting the life
I have shared with no one else
but me.


  1. Ben Aqiba says:

    Hi Nayana,

    You described the fight well.Life is really a battlefield, and we are our biggest enemy 🙂

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot 🙂
      We are all trying to do best with whatever struggles life has given us. I think it is such a lonely thought that many of suffer like this, feeling no one is there for us.
      I am glad you liked my poem 🙂 Thank you 🙂

      1. Ben Aqiba says:

        I love it 🙂

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