“Half-Hearted” – Nayana Nair

And every morning I hear wind, I hear birds,
I hear children play around in me.
I am filling myself
with everything that reminds me of what I really am.
I let my heart do what it wants,
my heart wants no part in this remaking of me.
It starts it’s days praying for your return
and goes to sleep, thankful that you won’t.

5 Comments

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you so much 🙂 :D❤

  1. krc says:

    heartfelt n thought provoking

    well written!

    ✒👍💟

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you liked my poem 🙂
      Thanks a lot 🙂

  2. So thoughtful one dear . Some where relatable too
    Keep writing like this .

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