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“Seasons” – Nayana Nair

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My seasons are excited
to be finally released into the world again,
after wrecking havoc over people
whom they saw as trees to be burnt
and rivers to be flood.
Before they leave me
they look into my eyes,
and again they have
misunderstood the fear in my eyes
as my wish.
Again I prepare my heart for the disasters
I must take responsibility for.

About Nayana Nair

Hi, I am Nayana Nair. I'm 25. Just a crazy girl who has tons of things to talk about....not much organized thoughts sadly. I like to talk about everything...mostly..every conversation of mine turns into a monologue.... So I decided I should start writing a blog..rather than chat.... I'm very much passionate about music, psychology and literature.... Moderate interest in science..... I always want 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. :)

13 responses »

  1. Again I prepare my heart for the disasters
    I must take responsibility for.

    Just beautiful.

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  2. misunderstood the fear in my eyes!
    yeah that got reaaallly close to me

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  3. Goddamn yar! You are so like me.
    Again i prepare my heart for the disaster i must take responsibility for.
    I have a feeling u have this guilt syndrome like me. If I hurt a single dust partcle, IDIE WITH GUILT.

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    • I do have guilt syndrome. That is what keeps me awake all night.
      But I try my best to act like I don’t. In front of people, I will justify everything I do. I never accept my mistake (which could be really annoying). But I know what all things I have done wrong. Sometimes even if people don’t even notice that I have made a mess, even if they don’t min, even then it eats me up. And spend most of my time trying to be nice to people as my efforts to reduce my guilt. But that never works.

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  4. So love this! Well done!

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