.
The frame of winter breaks
the snow drips, flows, and climbs
like a relentless silver creeper,
like a god finally on its way
to end the reign and terror of heaven.
Our eyes stare, amazed at the cold white spiders
running across the face of the sky;
the music and the metal dissolving the distant names,
dissolving the knives we decorated our heart with.
We could all feel an equal summer light
embracing our backs silently.
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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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it rains in my heart 
Unless we can be ourselves then the possibility of love lasting is weak. Trying to change oneself to suit another’s vision is changing what might have been the initial attraction anyway. Winter offers the long nights here that are great for reflection or just sitting in front of a warm fire and sharing life. Welcome to 2023 and may it be a wonderful one for you.
I totally agree with you on that. A love based on the conditions and demand of changing one person to fit the view of other is not something that can nurture our heart. And even if we find our way to a love that can indeed be a food to soul, but as long as we see ourselves unworthy of it, as long as we don’t accept accept ourselves for who we are with a kindness and an understanding , we always end up self-sabotaging the good things in life as well, from the fear of being seen for whatever we believe we are. But love in many ways asks us to see others and allow ourselves to be seen. Which doesn’t really go well with the ideas of hiding our real selves from others as well as ourselves.
I miss those beautiful winters. 🙂 It sounds like a healing long night.
Hope 2023 brings you all good things.
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