“We are not made for any season” – Nayana Nair

The cold that we depended on
to hide our hearts
didn’t last long.
First our warmth, then our fire,
then our wild will-
one by one they convinced us
why we need them, that without them
we’ll never actually live.
One by one
everything we didn’t want to be
stood facing us, climbing higher and faster
on our ladders out of our hell.
I kept repeating my lies
and you kept repeating them back
and tried to call it love.


  1. macalder02 says:

    The seasons serve to give the intense tone to the verses when love becomes heartbreak. I liked your poem.
    A good week for you and your poetry.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot Manuel. 🙂
      Glad you liked my poem. Thank you for all your kind words. 🙂

      1. macalder02 says:

        Nothing to thank for. Your inspiration makes the words flow.

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