An eternity waits for you.
An eternity waits for me.
It won’t be long before we meet
each other. River beds go dry.
River beds go dry,
sparrows swallow seeds,
the pots are broken,
and will never be filled.
But the eternity waits for us.
A second, an hour walks slow,
taunting me,
but holding,
holding a promise of tomorrow,
a promise of you.
–Nikitha Nair
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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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Exquisite…<3
Really glad you liked it dear 🙂 😀
Hey, wonderful piece.. shared it here.
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/05/12/fragmented-thoughts-7-nikitha-nairit-rains-in-my-heart/
All the best. 🙂
Glad you liked it 🙂 Thanks a lot for sharing 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Thanks a lot for the reblog 🙂 😀
Means a lot 🙂
Happy to share this, My Dear! 😘🌹
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