Sit beside me
while I sleep.
Put your hand into my soul.
I do not not where it is.
Maybe you would have to find it first
before we can start with anything.
But finding this soul
I think
would be a start in itself.
In my dreams, become the air
that insists on not letting me fall
when I try to jump to my …
You know what I want to say,
right?
Don’t let me complete such sentences.
Help me find
what I have lost
to my grief.
Maybe in what I have lost
lies my will to live,
lies my hope to love you better.
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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. :)
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Stunning!
Thank you 🙂 😀
Really deep!
Thanks dear 🙂 😀
Original beautiful and totally unique.. I love this.
Thank you so much dear 🙂 Means a lot 🙂