“Estranged” – Nayana Nair

when you slipped into my arms
and tried to tell me stories
in your broken language,
when you got all your numbers wrong,
when you touched my face
with your tiny hands,
i almost forgot
that you are not mine.

i shouldn’t have.


  1. Jauch says:

    I have those feelings on my son as well… It is so hard to accept that he is not “mine”… But he isn’t. Never was, never will. And that’s good, even if it hurts, sometimes.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      I totally agree with you on that.
      We do not know any other way to love. πŸ™‚

  2. Nandita says:

    Another brilliant one. Loving your poetry!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you so much πŸ™‚ Means a lot πŸ˜€

      1. Nandita says:

        You’re welcome 😊

  3. Thanks for the follow πŸ™‚

  4. noblethemes says:

    Oh God, how heart-wrenching, but an excellent and very poignant poem, Nayana!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you so much 😊 Means a lot to hear that 😊

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