“Burn the Flowers” – Nayana Nair

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Your severe gaze
resounds and echoes
the meanness only humans have.
But your hands melt at anything you touch
so that nothing,
even water,
is disturbed by your presence
in this world.
How did you learn
make that face
that kept people at distance
and kept them on their toes.
How hard was it
roam in this world (that you loved too much)
knowing everything would hurt you,
and knowing the defeat at the face of the war
that you never wanted
and you can never win.
How hard is it,
to burn the flowers
born out of your soul
only so people would
avoid the impending disaster
that you are not.

10 Comments

  1. moyatori says:

    “How hard is it,
    to burn the flowers
    born out of your soul…”
    That last section is just beautiful.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you πŸ™‚ Glad you liked it πŸ™‚

  2. cindy knoke says:

    “the meanness only humans have.”
    you captured me with this.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  3. you ‘didn’t disappoint’,
    words that touch the heart

  4. Shefali says:

    Such a beauty in your words….. I am touched!

    “resounds and echoes
    the meanness only humans have” …. says a lot! ❀

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      I am glad that you liked it πŸ™‚ Thanks a lot πŸ™‚

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you πŸ™‚

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