“on the questionable ways to feel alive” – Nayana Nair

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another bird breaks into light
and the someone applauds.
a fire is born in the clouds.
a wind filled with cries
flows in through windows of happy castles.
everything painful is now essential.

i sign my writing with assurances
that it is not too much, this much i can handle,
this much i can live.
i stand tall, i persist in light
with the heartiest smiles
all the time planning on the next crack
that i dream to give birth to,
the next tear that i will paint on myself…
all the while knowing there is something wrong.

something is wrong
with the way i live and the way i feel,
with the things that i see and want.
but has knowing ever helped.
knowing just makes me more reckless.
knowing makes me want to fly again
even though i know
i will be shot down by my own arrows.

5 Comments

  1. kittysverses says:

    Beautiful portrayal. πŸ™‚

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks you so much πŸ™‚ Really glad that you liked my poem. Means a lot πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

      Have a beautiful day dear πŸ™‚

      1. kittysverses says:

        You are welcome. Thank you, have a nice day. πŸ™‚

  2. Simone E says:

    Wow, this is so profound and well written! With an intensity and depth which leave your readers thinking after they’re done..

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you for your kind words πŸ™‚ Means a lot πŸ™‚
      Really glad that you liked it πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

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