“Unconsumed” – Nayana Nair

I hear sweet laughter
from far away (from the floor above).
Leftover light from that bright world falls on me.
But it is not mine.
and it seems I am not allowed
to love anything that is not mine.

It seems no one can be mine
until I constantly try to please them,
chain them to me, make them dependent on me,
do their chores, worship them,
read their minds and say only what they want to hear,
be only what they want me to be.
Is this how I make this person mine?
or should I wait for someone else
to put me on a pedestal for once?

I don’t think that would be love though.
But what do I know?
I have tried doing things right every time
and look where it has got me-
passed out on floor,
yearning and envying another’s happiness.

6 Comments

  1. My favorite one today.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you liked it πŸ™‚
      Thank you so much πŸ™‚

  2. Amittras Pal says:

    It’s always the same isn’t it, compromizes and unnecessary changes within ourselves, just because “the heart wants what it wants”

    Like the way you write about it.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      True, our heart and its wants end up being the root of our suffering.

      Glad you liked my poem πŸ™‚
      Thank you πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  3. Not that you’re really asking (right?), but my answers are no and yes.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      he he πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€ but they are the answers that I would want to hear πŸ™‚
      Thanks dear πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

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