“Personal Sun. Personal Shadow.” – Nayana Nair

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the green pastures
the white fences
the perfect fake loving gaze
the debts of kindness
the half that never completes itself for once
the ornamental lackings of my being

the personal sun, the privilege to look away
and never know the heart of one who can’t
the greed such that I can’t stop receiving

the ideals that I can live without,
ideals that are already falling short
to accommodate
my monstrous growth, my falls from grace,

All these,
everything that I say I don’t need
is also
all that I cannot give back.

It is easier for me
to live,
to be kind,
to understand,
to love
with a life of hypocrisy,
with a guilt weighing down my heart,
with the smile that I can get only because
the world is unfair.

It is easier for me to smile
at the knife stuck in my back.
It is easier to forgive
when I cannot forget my own blood stained hands,
my own reckless selfish heart.

8 Comments

  1. Reflection of the depths of being in the face of a very complicated personal situation to adapt to the circumstances we are experiencing. I loved your poem.
    Manuel Angel

    1. Thanks a lot Manuel πŸ™‚
      I hope in spite of all our weakness and our shortcomings, we find a way to find peace in our heart and to live in a meaningful way. πŸ™‚

      Really glad that you liked my work πŸ™‚ Means a lot πŸ™‚

      Have a beautiful day ahead πŸ™‚

      Nayana

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