“Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair

Sit beside mewhile I sleep.Put your hand into my soul. I do not not where it is.Maybe you would have to find it firstbefore we can start with anything. But finding this soulI thinkwould be a start in itself. In my dreams, become the airthat insists on not letting me fallwhen I try to jumpContinue reading ““Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair”

“Carve a Chaos” – Nayana Nair

Let’s move closerinto each other’s pores, move into each others mind,where we are bound to lose our way.Let’s blame each other when we miss the chaos of our own mind. Don’t ask me how to return to normal.Normal never existed for us.Our life together has no place for normalcy.How to put a knife on anContinue reading ““Carve a Chaos” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember (13)” – Nayana Nair

i did all that i must doand now no one asks me what’s next.thankfully,no one burdens me with with their dreams anymore.i am no longer a possible candidate for the worst,for taking over the misfortune of my mother’s life.i no longer have to worry about hurting my parents bybeing like them or living like them.thankfully,whatContinue reading ““What I Remember (13)” – Nayana Nair”

“Temperature of this world” – Nayana Nair

all the folded boatsspill out of my empty books. the trees are on fire again.my mind is on a another wild chase. my hands light some more branches.“the world is too cold for me”,is all that i can say. today, i am less sad than yesterday,which makes everything that much more difficult. today my sorrowsContinue reading ““Temperature of this world” – Nayana Nair”

“Worse than Imperfect” – Nayana Nair

You were the most imperfect person I ever metand have made me believe that I am worse. Or maybe I saw too much of you.so muchthat you made me feel sick of you,sick of myself, and sick of whatever they call love. You stumbled aroundwalking over my feelings,drunk on your pride and your sense ofContinue reading ““Worse than Imperfect” – Nayana Nair”

“Last Everything” – Nayana Nair

There are bouts of tears,phone calls,consolation, advice,and it ends. The river stops and flows again. There are missed calls, busy tone,letters never penned,the sky that didn’t shatter like glass. The river stopsand flows again. There is me,there is you,there are our days togetherand the days we will never have. Nothing endseven if I break.The riverContinue reading ““Last Everything” – Nayana Nair”

“My place in this cruel landscape” – Nayana Nair

when i stood in front of the respected uncaring adultswho could never see me, beside the fickle-minded fun-seeking friendswho smoked ‘idgaf attitude’ every night, holding the handsof the demanding demeaning frightening voiceof the one i wanted to love,the one i almost loved, i knew how to smile.i knew how to let them off the hook.iContinue reading ““My place in this cruel landscape” – Nayana Nair”

“Childhood Photo” – Nayana Nair

i do not want to be a childwho thinks that the world is this windowwhere i wait for you to return.but i am. and you are also the one who has promised to never return.but you have made many promisesand you have broken so many of it.i guess i am counting on youto stay trueContinue reading ““Childhood Photo” – Nayana Nair”

“Life passes by” – Nayana Nair

Another hour passes by,without your voice,without the hope of you coming back for me.“Why has this world turned against me like this”,I want to ask this,but I can’t becauseisn’t this how things normally are?Isn’t this the world I have always lived in? Though my heart should explode,from losing you,it doesn’t.Just countless hours pass bywhile IContinue reading ““Life passes by” – Nayana Nair”

“Short lived season of comfort” – Nayana Nair

Any seat that I was comfortable occupyingwas always unbearably cold.People were right when they saidthat something was not right with me.For my flesh wanted to become fresh snow,my bones the lone tree under which sat my soul-a child learning to countthe years of cold and whiteness,an innocent, forgetful, and aging brainliving in a worldwith noContinue reading ““Short lived season of comfort” – Nayana Nair”