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“Inviting the Gray Life” – Nayana Nair

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My memories of deprivation,
of yearning
are placed in,
are shot
with the background of
aesthetic picturesque urban structures,
with the clear skies
that only peace or money can paint.

***

How sad
that I feel the need to break down
in grander messed up place and time-
to make this loss real,
to make myself real,
to shed this one tear
that my body refuses to part with.

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. :)

10 responses »

  1. lovely, even the picture

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  2. Wow, thjs is incredible. The image matches the tone and content of the poem and both are haunting. Why do we need something beautiful or anything at all to make our tragedies justified or acceptable. I love this.

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    • True. But we live in world where we are taught to look at the more unfortunate and to not cry when we are in pain just because there are people who have it worse. And at some point we ourselves feel guilty of the pain we carry.

      Really glad that you liked my work so much:)
      Thanks a lot dear πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

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      • You make great points here. Guilt about how we feel, can be so damaging. It is true that there is nearly always some one worse off than ourselves, but this does not mean that the pain any one of us feels is invalid. I really enjoyed this poem. You make great points here. Guilt about how we feel, can be so damaging. It is true that there is nearly always some one worse off than ourselves, but this does not mean that the pain any one of us feels is invalid. I really enjoyed this poem. You make great points here. Guilt about how we feel, can be so damaging. It is true that there is nearly always some one worse off than ourselves, but this does not mean that the pain any one of us feels is invalid. I really enjoyed this poem. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      • Thanks dear πŸ™‚

  3. My goodness you are just so good with words. I can really really feel it when I read this poem – and the picture is fantastic too.

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  4. It is hard to make loss real, as if it feeling it weren’t proof enough.

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    • True. Feeling it alone is makes us helpless enough. But there are so many times when we feel sad for things we can’t talk to people about, things people won’t consider grave enough. Sometimes what means most to us may be insignificant to the world and even acknowledging such pain gets us the tag of the one who overreacts, who is dramatic – the one who just seeks attention. 😦

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