The words once written with passion
once written with anger,
sometimes filled with sweet drops of sadness
and sometimes with happiness that
made cracks in our masks.
All those words have broken down
have become loose and weak.
Those words are not our love.
Those words are our lives.
Our love is the ruled lines on paper
on which rested our broken lives,
on which rested our tested faith.
Published by Nayana Nair
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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Loved it Nayana 😀😀 😀😀
Thanks a lot 🙂