“Find it Red” – Nayana Nair


They make me grow a forest of hate
and leave me there to die.
They give me tiny drops of love
so for getting more I can try.
So that I try and know the taste
of the words that are stamped on my existence
by the eyes of those
who decide what I can be and where I can go.
They tell me all the thing gone wrong
just because people like me shouldn’t be born.
They slash my skin
to check my blood
and are disappointed to find it red
like theirs.


  1. Ξnigma says:

    This is beautiful !
    Nicely penned! 👌🏻😊

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you like my poem 🙂
      Thanks a lot 🙂

      1. Ξnigma says:

        You’re welcome. 😊

  2. Wow, this is truly beautiful!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you liked it 😁
      Thank you 😁❤

  3. universe fireflie says:

    i m astounded by ur beautiful writing.
    keep it on!!!!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot dear 🙂 Means a lot 🙂

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you liked it 😊
      Thank you 😁

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