“Running Stream” – Nayana Nair

My hope waits for the day that this skin won’t alien, like a loss, like a counter running out of number like our voices running out of things to say. *** And my wishes for a gentler nature, or to be that cool-headed person I once read about, or to be the running stream ofContinue reading ““Running Stream” – Nayana Nair”

“Closest” – Nayana Nair

The cracking ground I kneeled on for answers have become riverbeds where I’ll drown, have become the reason of my tears, the reason of my broken voice that travels along the lines of the words I mutter without knowing, without meaning anything more than to put my mouth into use. I scratch the walls ofContinue reading ““Closest” – Nayana Nair”

“Lead me to the same place” – Nayana Nair

The laments shimmer in the borrowed beauty of words someone else made. The pattern my words dance in were laid out by someone else. They lead me to the same place where they have led the people before me- not to change or relief. I don’t think anyone whose steps I am following was lookingContinue reading ““Lead me to the same place” – Nayana Nair”

“Same World” – Nayana Nair

From where I sit I see the beauty that moves my heart and makes me realize why I am alive till now. And though I love you and wish to see the world with you, I could never gather enough courage so as to tug your sleeve and ask you to follow my gaze. …Continue reading ““Same World” – Nayana Nair”

“Approaching Night” – Nayana Nair

The light that drips from your skin feels like sunlight frozen. As you float among the spirits of far away desolate planets, who have found home in you, who like me have found you too full of life. You walk to me, hold me close and bury your fire in my heart. The mountain andContinue reading ““Approaching Night” – Nayana Nair”

“Unimportant” – Nayana Nair

This day of unimportant advancement will probably be the one that I will first forget. My heart will pretend to be sad to have forgotten all the beautiful harmless days till now. Having also forgotten the beautiful mornings that started with the sound of beeps and shrieks and songs of alarm that would keep soundingContinue reading ““Unimportant” – Nayana Nair”

“New Organ” – Nayana Nair

All the words that I have gulped down are still inside me, never digested. They have found a space for themselves- A new throbbing organ that I cannot name, since I have never named my organs, someone else always does it for me (does it for all of us) and tells me through fading wordsContinue reading ““New Organ” – Nayana Nair”

“I Hope Not” – Nayana Nair

I stood at the bottom of the stairs, stones climbing on each other as my eyes touch their edges rain dripping from the green slowly taking them down. Soon I started to wonder as I always do, when I see a place I have never been to. In the days I had not known youContinue reading ““I Hope Not” – Nayana Nair”

“Turn the Page” – Nayana Nair

“So much has been lost” she said as she turned the page. I looked at her and then resumed my efforts of escape as she did. I couldn’t ask her what she meant for this question exists between us like a distance that connects us. I feared that I could never recount my losses toContinue reading ““Turn the Page” – Nayana Nair”

“Poster” – Nayana Nair

I thought I would only have one poster when I decided to clearly define what I am. I stuck it up only after careful consideration. Consideration of the space it takes. Consideration of the how much I am allowed to grow. Condsideration for the things that will be hidden away and lost under the layerContinue reading ““Poster” – Nayana Nair”