“Well” – Nayana Nair

I left my thirst in your well-
the only way to get rid of it,
get rid of it I must.
For three seasons I filled it up with dirt.
I waited for rains to hide my steps, to hide what I have done.
I built few hills every time you crossed my thought.
I built it with love. I built it with anger.
I built it nonetheless.
I prayed and prayed till I couldn’t see your ghost,
till praying didn’t hurt.
I grew up a little and I grew mad a bit.
The sound of fate now rings louder in my head.
I lay on the ground,
smile at the sun
that cannot reach my heart
at the bottom of your well.

7 Comments

  1. Ruchitha Dheshoju says:

    great work

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ˜€

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ˜€

  2. Dakshali Gupta says:

    Beautiful !

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot dear ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ˜€

      1. Dakshali Gupta says:

        You’re welcome !๐Ÿค—

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