“Flowers used to bloom here” – Nayana Nair

There is a wall of flowers before her.
She looks at it as if they are a softer kind of firework,
a firework in reverse,
the colors leaving the petals, crawling deep into itself,
leaving the color of the inevitable sad ending
that Nature always ends up falling for,
after a series of boys who lied to her about a forever
in their mellow green kisses.

A lesson on subtraction
for a girl trying to learn
about the reasons and the ways
a void like hers is created.

11 Comments

  1. macalder02 says:

    Your verses are also soft to make a delicate poem.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you so much for such kind words 🙂 Means a lot 🙂 😀

  2. Hélène - Willow Poetry says:

    A Delicately expressed poem. Well done.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you liked it 🙂
      Thanks a lot 🙂

  3. Your writing is truly exquisite. Some of the best I have read on here. ❤

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you so much dear 🙂 Means a lot to me to hear that ❤
      Your words are a boost to my confidence in my writing, that I so desperately needed.
      Have a awesome day dear 🙂

      1. Honestly I mean every word, often we don’t know how talented we are and so its nice to be told ❤ ❤

  4. this is sooo beautiful. i dont have words for it but this….duudee.
    you are soo good. i loved the last lines.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot dear 🙂 Glad you liked it 🙂

  5. Excellent. Fireworks in reverse for real.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you liked it 😊
      Thank you so much 😊😁

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