“Glass I am made of ” – Nayana Nair


There were days in my life
when I knew the sun could never shine brighter
and I can never be more happy.
I thought these with the innocent belief
of constancy of happiness,
rather than the realization
that put an end to hopes.
Somehow with time the glass I am made of
has bend,
has flowed silently and collected
at safe crowded corners.
And now every light that enters me
is manipulated beyond recognition
into the reflection of my own poison heart.


  1. rishhu says:

    Nice! The gif was amazing.

      1. rishhu says:


  2. universe fireflie says:

    ur poems are soo deep

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      I am glad you think so. I can never objectively tell, what I am writing is good or not.
      Thanks for your words of support 🙂

      1. universe fireflie says:

        u r welcome 🙂

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