Hold this,whatever this is. Hold thistill I find a way to hide it, get rid of it,or kill it. They say I will die the momentI set the monster in me ablaze.But this is the reasonwarnings no longer work on me. This is why I cannot live the way I want. This is why ‘whatContinue reading ““The Dying Voices of my Angels” – Nayana Nair”
The moon shines in my tear lined eyes. On the edges of my nails that have lost their color. Tonight once again light falls on only on those bits of me that are in no need for the love of a neutral god.
All the bits of you the pieces of trivia, that will never be asked anywhere, you handed it to me- on our way to work, in your sleep, in your half-audible mumbling while you brushed your teeth. I thought they were too much than what I can hold, I kept them in pockets of anyContinue reading ““Trivia” – Nayana Nair”