… In rooms like thesemy hollowness becomes real. It becomes an ant that won’t stop walkingwith its tiny feet across the span of my hands,a felling that won’t rest. It feels like the rainthat falls and fills everything before me.Leaving me alone. Alone to think of you. And I.again I find in you a hope?aContinue reading ““Melting a Rose” – Nayana Nair”
he sings the most beautiful song.so beautifulthat the sky becomes a reflection of the heartthat he can barely carry in himself.the words on his lipsthey break, they sound different,feel different,they sound like the first cry of a baby-the violent coming to life.they run and collide and shatteragainst the rough indifferent surfaceof this dying world, aContinue reading ““Not So Bad” – Nayana Nair”
They forgot to teach me the most basic thing- to know which side I should take to keep a check on papers, to see sense when someone tells me what is politically right and to agree when they tell me that identity is everything not only mine, but of all those who live on sameContinue reading ““Wrong Way” – Nayana Nair”
Are all theses plights result of the conflicting voices of various people or the wavering heart of each one?
I have a habit of breaking promises especially when I mean to keep them. I have found I am no longer the one who made those promises. Know that when I see you my heart beats a little different now. There is a tinge of anger and blame that can only be felt for theContinue reading ““Conflict” – Nayana Nair”
To some extent I think I always knew that there must be something in your heart that resists my presence. Which is in conflict whether in flesh or in soul because of me. And still craves more of me. I think your heart never got used to me. It just got used to resisting me.Continue reading ““You need me” – Nayana Nair”