“A beautiful day to finally write your name” – Nayana Nair

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On the broken lines of bold white,
on the burning roads far away from home
I knelt down
in the heap of my skirt made of fairy dust
and disappointments of all kinds.

I found a pretty crack
with space enough to be something of its own
and with a style that you’d agree with.
With my fingertips already crying red
I wrote you name
in the best writing I could.

Your name that couldn’t fit
beside mine, or the scorecards with better marks,
or a business card that was not a part of scam,
or with a number that could for once be reached,
or the nameplate that you kept losing
in the sleepy playgrounds of our eyes.

We missed you.

We missed you.
in the conversations
where we thought only of you
and yet couldn’t speak of you.
We thought of you
always with an ache,
always with a heart that wanted more of you
while wanting to forget the little that we had.

I wrote your name
and ran my fingers over them again.
A kid knelt down beside me
offering me a smile as he took in
a pain he couldn’t understand.
Today, of all days, I was not allowed to smile.

I walked away wondering
if he knew you,
if he now lives in your name,
if he knows someone who wrote like me,
who wrote words that will fit nowhere but here.
Your name could be anybody else’s.
You could have lived like everyone else
and yet…

12 Comments

      1. Your words needs to be read by more people. We need the more people seeking peace, love and good world for the children. You are welcome my friend.

  1. Powerful, honest and wonderful words and thoughts shared. I have written names into the sand. Just a way to remember someone we miss. Thank you for the amazing poetry.
    Coyote

    1. I am glad that you could find a memory, some names in my words. Means a lot to hear that. πŸ™‚
      I hope we find more people to be with and less to remember. And even those who we miss, may they forever shine beautifully in our memories.
      Glad you liked my poem. Thanks a lot. πŸ™‚

      1. I agree dear Nayana. Time to gather for peace, healing, not separation. Martin Luther King Jr. said a long time ago. Love must be the goal. Love, not hate to make this world become better. You are welcome.

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