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“Just Poems” – Nayana Nair

My mind that understands
is chained and crippled by its understanding.
It only tries to understand new words
by comparing it to
what has already written or read.
It only understands feelings in terms of
the pain it has given
or all it has suffered.

-o-

So when I stand in front of the doors of a poem
feeling the sting of December winds on my back.
When I ring the doorbell
and hear from other side “May I come inside?”
I immediately know that this not something
that I understand,
that there is a difference
in reading as if
sitting on the couch in a stranger’s house
waiting to be entertained
and reading as if
I have let the stranger in my own mind
and allowed him to change
the view I have of this world.

-o-

Some poems are not just poems.
They are voices that never die
because they have never been born.
They are ghosts that we have always wanted to haunt.
They are names we give to our own suffering,
a closure that only we can give to ourselves.

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. :)

17 responses »

  1. Your poems have universal appeal Nayana… I guess emotions are same for everyone..

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  2. happy new year to you and yours !

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  3. Wow beautiful and well said 😊

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  4. Beautifully penned, My Dear! Really loved your last stanza! Was rereading your comments about yourself and I’m not sure if I may have recommended this to you before or not, but if not, I think you might really like it. Psychology of Romantic Love – check it out on Amazon!
    Have a great day, My Dear!
    xoxoxo
    Chuck

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    • Thank you for such kind words 🙂
      Will try to look up this book (will surely add to my “to read” list) Thanks a lot for the suggestion.

      You too have an awesome day ahead. 🙂

      Reply

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