“What are we doing now?” – Nayana Nair

Another chance
to get our high
from the powdered dust of dreams,
from digging desperately, getting closer to the voice
of the demons we buried just yesterday,
breaking nails and curfews to
save the skins we can’t live without.

Another chance
at making a home,
choosing colors for our ceilings,
choosing the sides we will sleep on,
choosing not to be the ones we have always been.
Another chance, another precious child to be broken,
another angel dress to be painted red
waiting for our hands, for our tasteless kiss.
Choosing everything that leads us to lives
that couldn’t possibly have been ours,
couldn’t have been so wrong.

I know we are the only ones
who can give each other chances.
Chances – that we are so fond of.
But do we need to call it love?

Though we have tried and tried
and have run out of things that can be fixed.
Do we have to call this happiness
just because we have been told we must?

Do we have to ruin every word, every feeling
that we have not felt yet,
just because we fear we may never feel them otherwise.

4 Comments

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot for the reblog 🙂 Means a lot 🙂

  1. Jeanne says:

    Shared here http://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/09/07/what-are-we-doing-now-nayana-nair/

    If you have a small bio you would like include, send to me at soulcollective67@gmail.com and i will add it to the post. Also, if you have a fav poem, let me know that to. Cheers.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Sure 🙂 Will share the details with you 🙂
      Thanks for taking interest in my work 🙂 😀

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