“Another Birdless Cage” – Nayana Nair

please don’t ask me how my friend is doing.
we broke up.
we broke up the most decent way friends can break up.
without deceit, without betrayal,
without cruel words or bloody knife on our backs,
without stories to hurt each other with,
without attempts to patch up things,
without deleting each other’s number that we never bothered to memorize.
i do not remember her till someone says her name
and when the sound of her name finds me through a stranger’s lips,
i do not feel bitterness. i not miss her.
a part of my heart is glad that life didn’t turn her my enemy
but a part of me wonders how she turned out to be nothing in my life.
when i see facebook notifications with her name,
when i get a reminder of her birthday,
when she calls me up once in a blue moon
to ask a favor for “her friend”
without bothering to ask how i have been,
what is it that am i supposed to feel?
i think it should hurt in some way.
i am waiting for it to hurt.
i am waiting to realize the meaning of this loss.
i am waiting for the day I miss her.
i want to miss her so much.

8 Comments

  1. Wonderful poem and I loved the image too very unique

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad that you liked it 🙂 Thank you so much 🙂

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad that you found it relatable 😊 Thank you 💜

  2. BoyKitsch says:

    I can totally relate to this. Break ups are not always hard, dramatic, or with a boyfriend/girlfriend. I wish more people talked about this. Thank you for sharing.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you like my work and found it relatable and meaningful.
      Means a lot to me. Thank you 😊

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot for the reblog 🙂

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