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“Is anything left of my mask? ” – Nayana Nair

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in not so many words,
but maybe just really few.
can you tell me what you see?
when i am waiting for my turn,
when i am suspiciously silent,
when i am creating another corner
in this round room to sit, to sink into,
when i say no and get hated upon,
when i am walking away, always walking away.

can you tell me
what i look like?
is it obvious in my face,
how i miss what i am giving up?
how i feel removed from this life?
when i smile is it convincing?
or all you feel is pity?
i want to drop this act
if you already see the ruin that grows in me.

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. :)

5 responses »

  1. Do you want people to know, or to be able to guess correctly? Your poem seems to suggest the quiet shy and reserved person at the start, then moves to ask us if we can figure out who you are in some ways. A nice piece of writing 🙂 🙂

    Reply
    • I don’t think I want anything from people – neither understanding nor interest in me to guess who I am.
      I am just curious how people see me as. It is a perspective that I can never have. The things that we think define us, may not be even apparent to other’s eye and they might see something in us that we ourselves can’t.
      Though it could be suffocating in masks sometimes or it may become our new skin – either way we can never how much of us can be seen through these masks, we can never know what we may have turned into.
      Really glad that you liked it 🙂
      Thank you 🙂

      Reply

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