Here in this night glowing with memories placed as substitute of light in the face of storm, I sit with all the words my body clung to in spite of its bare, aging and passing spring. I scratch out all the definitions of what I am from the paper that seemed to once shine andContinue reading ““Substitute of Light” – Nayana Nair”
The life that runs ahead of me and the one that I take and drag behind all center around the habits and frienships built for the conveniences of a sorrow that I cannot date.
A shadow moves in the clearing ahead avoiding the columns of lighted air. It steps on the green now splattered with red and looks for a hand that can help, to get rid of this blood. It finds my face and looks away seeing probably I am in a bigger mess.
I want to be the shiver that runs through your body, when you think of the one you love. There are far more easier things to say, to want but they loose their meaning as they make their way to my mouth. As the days with you disintergrate, I find there are more ways ofContinue reading ““Your Love” – Nayana Nair”