“Tiptoe” – Nayana Nair

the ones we sign our valentine cards to,the ones we tie ourselves to for lifewait for us to die (or some form of death) to become free.their heart is full of love – only not for us. they tiptoe at night to bury their crimesand demand honesty only when it suits what they have inContinue reading ““Tiptoe” – Nayana Nair”

“Another season that pretends to be spring” – Nayana Nair

“love” you utter this word so oftenwith a sadness that sounds bigger than this word,bigger that whatever it may have given you at one time. is this the sadness that you are trying to burn away?does it hurt when it also burns a part of you as well,turning whatever is left into charred surface? isContinue reading ““Another season that pretends to be spring” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember (13)” – Nayana Nair

i did all that i must doand now no one asks me what’s next.thankfully,no one burdens me with with their dreams anymore.i am no longer a possible candidate for the worst,for taking over the misfortune of my mother’s life.i no longer have to worry about hurting my parents bybeing like them or living like them.thankfully,whatContinue reading ““What I Remember (13)” – Nayana Nair”

“Worse than Imperfect” – Nayana Nair

You were the most imperfect person I ever metand have made me believe that I am worse. Or maybe I saw too much of you.so muchthat you made me feel sick of you,sick of myself, and sick of whatever they call love. You stumbled aroundwalking over my feelings,drunk on your pride and your sense ofContinue reading ““Worse than Imperfect” – Nayana Nair”

“Muddy Eyes” – Nayana Nair

How much of the sorrow that floats on the surface of my muddy eyesare actually the remains from broken bonds?How much of itare the soaked and decomposing paper planes of lovethat never made it to my heart.I write down againall the things I must not forget,everything that neutralizes my mistakes, brings them down to theContinue reading ““Muddy Eyes” – Nayana Nair”

“Part and Parcel” – Nayana Nair

That day when it rained of bruised and dying birds of feathers marked with colors only an arrogant and confident cruelty can cause, everyone looked about for an umbrella to protect themselves from this vision that they didn’t want to witness. This was not the historic moment that they wanted to be part of. IContinue reading ““Part and Parcel” – Nayana Nair”

“Through the End” – Nayana Nair

However convenient it is to pretend, but we are not the types that go into hibernation and expect life to continue where we left it. Though there is a part of us that wants to hide ourselves into any warm embrace and rely on darkness for safekeeping our innocence. There is also a part ofContinue reading ““Through the End” – Nayana Nair”

“My Character” – Nayana Nair

The crowd, every crowd- they exhaust me and frighten me. They take away air around me and tell me to leave myself at the door, if I want to come in. They like to stare a lot, they like to condition my mind, my eyes to look away when they stare. Is this the pointContinue reading ““My Character” – Nayana Nair”

“Your Fullness” – Nayana Nair

The fullness of your soul reminds me of the emptiness of mine. And of countless others who have not yet realized the word for what they feel, who have been carefully dodging their own reflections by looking into the the right mirrors. And you might not have known what this plight feels like, but IContinue reading ““Your Fullness” – Nayana Nair”

“Dreaming of Love” – Nayana Nair

If we were not here, if we were not conveniently together, but lived in places far apart with only a bleak memory, our companion, the proof of our time together. If we could not hear each other’s voice everyday but carry each other’s whispers in the folds of our skin. Do you think we couldContinue reading ““Dreaming of Love” – Nayana Nair”