my other head
bleeds and falls off
as does my bloody knife
i can no longer call myself a victim of life
now that my sin is set in stone
few more hours for the sun to rise
few more hours i must bear the company of my face
in few more hours the world will love me
now that i look like them and kill like them
they will surely love me
for having one less brain and one less mouth
my eyes look back at me
not accusingly but with pity
of what have i done to myself
but i dare not cry
and act as if i am the one being wronged
my tears- i’ll be burying them under the red petunias
that you loved
my hearts beats furiously
as if running towards something, perhaps an end
end of me? end of her?
it feels wrong saying “her”, “you”
as if a knife is all it takes to set things conveniently wrong
i close the door and leave my open mouth
and questioning eyes on the kitchen table
i break a nail and break my heart
as i dig two graves for myself
Published by Nayana Nair
I am Nayana Nair. I'm 28. Just a person who has tons of things to talk about....not much organized thoughts sadly.
I'm interested in all forms of storytelling (though I don't have the talent for it). So I like series, movies, novels, anime, and whatnot. I'm also really passionate about music, psychology, learning languages (I just dream big, too undisciplined to makes any actual progress) and literature. I am overall just a curious person who is interested in all kinds of things, as long as they suit my taste.
I always wanted 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. :)
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Wow Nayana. This is SO pwerful and SO sad. Your pooetry is always amazing
Thank you so much dear for such kind words. Means a lot 🙂
Really glad that you liked it 🙂
Happy Holidays and Happy New Year 😀
Sometimes two of the same person are needed: one to tear the skin to know where the pain comes from and the other, writes the poem. It is amazing poetry. I enjoy it flatly.
You have expressed it so beautifully. Totally agree with you 🙂
Really glad that you liked my poem. 😀 Thank you so much for words of support.
Happy New Year 🙂 😀
I love reading you. The best this 2020
Amazing words and touching thoughts.
Great poem, keep writing.
Thank you so much 🙂
Really glad that you liked my work. Means a lot 🙂 😀