“my most beautiful ruined self” – Nayana Nair

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the woman with red lips ,
with her body
flattened on the thickest
shiniest paper
stands dead, stands tall,
as big as the most reflective bone,
the most visible
and most sought assembly of bricks,
grown on the most affluent dreams.
she wobbles like a rootless tooth
when the wind blows.
inside the low blood walls,
across the road
that have never been stepped on,
she stands, she towers
and never dares to look down
on anyone but herself.
she smiles the smile that would have been
a sunrise-finally-felt
if only it was really meant.
if only it was all true
it wouldn’t have been
heart breaking to be looked at.

3 Comments

  1. Nice. Always a pleasure to read your work Nayana.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Really glad that you liked it ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks a lot ๐Ÿ™‚
      Always grateful for your support ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ˜€

      Hope you have a beautiful day ahead ๐Ÿ™‚

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