“Fed Up” – Nayana Nair

I am fed up of writing
the same sorrowful lines,
the same self-pity,
the same cries for fairness
in a game
I’ve quit long ago.

I am fed up of this habit of hiding
even after the storm has passed.

13 Comments

  1. you are quite brilliant, it is this very question that will determine if in fact you are a writer, it is this enigma that any person of heart must come to terms with. Indeed it is this question that will make you evolve, and the answer is only in you and no other. Peace and love dear person who struggles and I struggle too, but I know we must never stop.

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words πŸ™‚
      I agree with you, only we can answer such question. These struggles are a part of life, that make us who we are.
      Peace and love πŸ™‚

  2. Here is a poem from my last blog that might remedy things when a write becomes β€œfed up.” β€œEvery block is a short story, every hill a novel. Every house a poem, every dweller within immortal. This is the whole truth.” (William Saroyan)

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