“Glow in dark” – Nayana Nair

it was once possible
to be a parrot who was a doctor
who sang in a choir of angels
who saved the world from villains
with ridiculously evil funny names.

it was easy to speak of wants-
a pair of shoes with lights
and a glow in dark radium cello tape
and an army uniform and cream rolls
and a tiara with anything that shines
and the cards i don’t know how to play

once i used to be simple.
i left my sleep
to live like the guy
who runs for hundred years
to rescue the princess.
waiting to reach
a blurry 8-bit princess
that never shows up at any castle
of my world
was not a source of
disappointment (or depression) then.


  1. blindzanygirl says:

    You have really surpassed yourself with this one Nayana. It is pure brilliance. I am in awe. You are SO good

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot dear ๐Ÿ™‚ Really glad that you liked it.
      Actually, I was not so much sure about this poem. So your words have given me great reassurance. Thanks a lot ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ˜€

      1. blindzanygirl says:

        Really? It is brilliant to my mind. I hope you get some really good comments on it. I guess poems affect all of us in different ways. For me, this was brilliant ๐Ÿ˜Š

      2. Nayana Nair says:

        Thank you dear ๐Ÿ™‚ It means a lot ๐Ÿ™‚

      3. blindzanygirl says:

        Welcome ๐Ÿ˜Š

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