frozen time, open window
a cry of deer stuck in my throat
along with your name
the white spotless landscape of my heart
the summer keeps evaporating
my real smile surfaces and floats
like a dying fish, waiting for
needy hands, hungry lips,
hot oil, cold plate, and a decent death
the radio that plays on repeat
every song i hate,
the fork that traces the outline of my eyes
this empty life, my clean small bones
lying in the sunlit backyard of your world.
Published by Nayana Nair
I am Nayana Nair. I'm 28. Just a person who has tons of things to talk about....not much organized thoughts sadly.
I'm interested in all forms of storytelling (though I don't have the talent for it). So I like series, movies, novels, anime, and whatnot. I'm also really passionate about music, psychology, learning languages (I just dream big, too undisciplined to makes any actual progress) and literature. I am overall just a curious person who is interested in all kinds of things, as long as they suit my taste.
I always wanted to be a writer (and also a teacher)..But I don't think I have the skills required...this blog is just my attempt at becoming the writer I always wanted to be...Blogging for few years, I have realized I am more of a poet (although, I am not sure that I am good enough for that label)...I hope I realize more about myself through writing.
Thanks for dropping by!! Hope I didn't disappoint. :)
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This is brilliant – just brilliant
Thanks a lot dear 🙂 😀
Really glad that you liked it 🙂 Means a lot to hear that from you.
Have a beautiful day dear 🙂 😀
I loved it – and will always support your work – you are very, very talented
Thank you so much dear. 🙂
I am always grateful for your support. Really it means a lot 🙂 You have been source of such encouragement to me 😀
I will always be my friend – always
Wow! The animation is wonderful. The poem so sad.
Really glad that you liked my poem 🙂
Thank you so much 🙂 😀
Yes! So moving.