“Eventually” – Nayana Nair

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This jail, that I could not break out of,
it had bars made of petals,
ceilings lighted with memories
and under my feet
the hearts of people beating only by my love
(or so I wanted to believe).
It was the fragile nature of this confinement
that made my escape impossible.
And even though I was a captive-
that small space was also a world,
a less harsher world.

Once I make my way out,
there would be nowhere to return to.
It was a bubble that couldn’t be remade
by regrets and tears.
For many reasons, I promised myself an escape everyday
without even trying to leave.
I know I will leave eventually.
At some point, we all have left those rooms-
that feel like prison when lived in
and feel like unattainable dreams once lost.

10 Comments

  1. The images crunches the brain in a positive wayi

  2. Tom Schultz says:

    the last two lines are so poignant

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you liked it πŸ™‚ Thanks πŸ™‚

      1. Tom Schultz says:

        I went back and re-read it. The imagery made it enjoyable again. I look forward to more.

  3. MNL says:

    love how it ends: “At some point, we all have left those rooms-
    that feel like prison when lived in
    and feel like unattainable dreams once lost.”

    wonderful lines, very evocative

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot πŸ™‚ That really means a lot to me πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  4. Wow….what an imagination….

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really flattered to hear that 😁
      Thanks a lot for your kind words πŸ™‚

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