.
frozen time, open window
a cry of deer stuck in my throat
along with your name
the white spotless landscape of my heart
breaks again,
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.
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Hi,
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 π π
Really glad that you liked it π Means a lot to hear that from you.
Have a beautiful day dear π π
I loved it – and will always support your work – you are very, very talented
Thank you so much dear. π
I am always grateful for your support. Really it means a lot π You have been source of such encouragement to me π
I will always be my friend – always
Wow! The animation is wonderful. The poem so sad.
Really glad that you liked my poem π
Thank you so much π π
Yes! So moving.