“i will come to see you again” – Nayana Nair

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and when i come to meet you
there are oranges buried in snow
and grenades in fruit bowls.
there is your smile that is locked
in a room filled with flammables
your new bedroom- you tell me as you turn away.
i take steps towards this ruined shrine
and a ghost, wearing all the dead roses of our world,
holds a spear of your name against my chest.
i step back and follow your cold body
again through the corridors buried in rain.
you stop suddenly and say something
but miss it as i rush into you,
through you,
through the fragile wall and doors
of another breaking dream
and i am here again, alive and distraught
under this comfortless ceiling of reality.

7 Comments

  1. moyatori says:

    I’m not on WordPress as often nowadays, but I still enjoy your poems whenever I come across them. I feel like they’ve gotten more and more beautiful! Thanks for sharing them.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad to hear from you dear. I did notice that it’s been some time since you last posted, I hope everything is well with you.
      Glad that you enjoyed reading my poems. Thanks for keeping an eye out for my work and your supportive words. I really appreciate it and am grateful for it πŸ™‚ Thanks a lot dear. Really means a lot to me.
      Hope you have a beautiful day ahead. πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot for the reblog πŸ™‚
      Glad you liked my work πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  2. lunaenmengua says:

    Reblogged this on Luna en mengua and commented:
    Reblogueo en Luna

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot for the reblog πŸ™‚
      Glad you liked my work πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  3. lunaenmengua says:

    You’re welcome. Happy Day

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