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“All the crowded corners of me” – Nayana Nair

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I learned another new word today.
It describes nothing in my life
but still I keep it under my tongue.
I stuff into corners of my lungs
that have never known what air is.

cerulean
I find this word tangled in my ribs,
crying over my skin,
trying to escape me,
to find a better place,
a better someone to describe.

My heart again becomes a shackle
for everything
that is beautiful.

About Nayana Nair

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. :)

11 responses »

  1. Sounds like you’re feeling a little blue today, so cerulean would be rather an apt colour – although that’s a brighter shade, so cheer up!

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  2. I do like the middle part of this, trying to express the effect the word has on you. Sometimes with new words they then nag and haunt us until we start using them.

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  3. Love this! It’s beautiful

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  4. a shade of blue ranging between azure and a darker sky blue

    I just goNe numb with your words NAyana

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