“Last Everything” – Nayana Nair

There are bouts of tears,phone calls,consolation, advice,and it ends. The river stops and flows again. There are missed calls, busy tone,letters never penned,the sky that didn’t shatter like glass. The river stopsand flows again. There is me,there is you,there are our days togetherand the days we will never have. Nothing endseven if I break.The riverContinue reading ““Last Everything” – Nayana Nair”

“I don’t want to be kind” – Nayana Nair

Excuses are futile, reasons unnecessary.You may have sad storybut who doesn’t.I don’t want to know what you went through.I don’t want to melt my indifference and disregardand become the only character who suffers for their understanding.I don’t want to be that lone person who considers even small actionsso that the ones who are already hurt,don’tContinue reading ““I don’t want to be kind” – Nayana Nair”

“Ones Who Broke Us” – Nayana Nair

The fear that leaves our heart, at some point, does it make its way back to us? Does it still look like our nightmare when it returns? Do we still look away when it moves closer to us? Do we close our eyes again on the horrid memories, the alienation and the helplessness? And letContinue reading ““Ones Who Broke Us” – Nayana Nair”

“Immune to Good Advice” – Nayana Nair

When my own opinions can’t budge the doors that are closed on my face, I run back to these books which list how to think, what to want. I do not look for how it is done I look for what I did wrong. But my mind is so immune to a good advise thatContinue reading ““Immune to Good Advice” – Nayana Nair”

“MISREAD” -Nayana Nair

I have stacks and heaps of poems I have misread. Where I filled the blanks which were not meant to be filled. Where I was supposed to stand stupefied by absurdity of life I tried to find some order , some reason. Where I was supposed to sit and listen to worries I gave advice.OrContinue reading ““MISREAD” -Nayana Nair”