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“you are lovely” – Nayana Nair

“you are lovely”

“you make me forget the unpleasantness of my life.
so i will call this love.
calling you my love is the only way
that i can depend on you without feeling weak.”

“i dreamt of you
sitting and singing on the blue couch
of my childhood home.
home that my parent’s respective loves burnt long ago.
you remind me of hope now.”

“i hold your name more dearly than your hand,
because your hands are so human that i can’t seem to love them
the way i love you.
i stop myself from telling you
how my own humanness makes me hate myself.
have you heard of the heart that changes it’s mind too often
that abandons as easily as it takes up new obsession,
that makes us miserable even when we should be happy,
even when we have all we want.
i have that. you have that.
that’s what i hate. that’s what i fear.
i stop myself from telling you
how often i wonder
that even this love for you might be a grand way of looking
at the easy way out.”

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. :)

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  1. you r a geeniaaassss. point on. this love that we are so in love with…its so fake.

    • The more I see love from a third person perspective or when we separate ourselves from the drama that we ourselves are playing a role in, what I see often makes me wonder if our love is what we think it is. Many a times I have wondered if I (or humans in general) are capable of loving for love’s sake and staying true to that love. But it might be just a thought created by by limited experience. I would like to believe that there are people who can be really in love and mean it and not checking everyday if their their hearts have changed.
      Really glad that you like my poem dear 🙂
      Thank you so much 🙂

      • yeeesss. i didnt think i could to another human who was aware of this as well. love is just one human using another human being and then, getting frustrated when they are not meeting their needs. and conveniently, we end up calling this “love” we have tainted beautiful words: God, Love. with our tainted selfishness. God is the words used to win arguments now.. its used to establish your superiority over others. these beautiful “themes” are the collateral damage of our own miserableness. but on the other hand,i also refuse to believe that its…not possible…its definitely hard to reach that level of purity, of selflessness but i am trying i guess.

      • I totally agree with you on that. The words lose their value when it is being used without a thought. Like how people promise each other of ‘forever’. I for one find it very hard to say that. Because I am totally aware that my love even at its best is in fact conditional. At this point, I just believe in doing what I mean to do, trying my best rather than to make promises or declarations about it.
        I think being aware of out own shortcomings in face of this uncertain world, but still trying our best reach and be good enough for that ideal love is something important in itself.
        Just like you said, let’s try our best to love as we want love to exist in this world. It is tough, especially when we are surrounded by people who do not have this common aim. But still we must try. Somehow even trying keeps alive the idea of what love is supposed to be. As long as we try and are conscious of the distance from the ideal, the ideal also continues to exist and is not forgotten.
        (Really glad to be able to talk to you about this. Normally people just label these thoughts as “melodrama” or “pessimism”. So yeah, glad that we can talk about what seems to be unattainable and still work hard to reach it. 🙂 )

      • Because I am totally aware that my love even at its best is in fact conditional. At this point, I just believe in doing what I mean to do, trying my best rather than to make promises or declarations about it.”

        you dont realize how much i relate to that honestly. i can hardly ever use strong words like these without thinking about it to a very deep level.
        and yeah…i thought i was the only one here. and its very frustration when others dont get what u are saying, u know. trust me, i have been made fun of. 🙂 anywho, i guess that one of the reasons why i love your poetry. u have a very indepth insight into, i guess society, THe HUmaN bRaIN. lol. anywho…yeah that why i love ur poetry. u understand the underlying core of your emotions. and i find that refreshing.

      • Thanks dear 🙂
        Means a lot 🙂 😀
        Let’s continue being who we are irrespective of what value the world gives it. As long as it holds some personal meaning for us, it’s all worth it 🙂

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