“Easy Girl” – Nayana Nair

in my cramped worldyou find a place for yourself. you become one with all the bright thingsthat i collect at the cost of breaking myself. as you smile, i wonderwhether you have a thing for girlswho have forgotten the taste of truth. i wish you do.i would like to love you once,before you learn toContinue reading ““Easy Girl” – Nayana Nair”

“Even if you don’t want me back” – Nayana Nair

From the corner of my eyeI see you smile,I see it fade.I see you fade. From the corner of my eyefalls a tear,as I run into my mistakes,run into my cruel words,as I try to find you,in this place where you once lead me by my hand. In every space, in every memory,in every versionContinue reading ““Even if you don’t want me back” – Nayana Nair”

“Is anything left of my mask? ” – Nayana Nair

in not so many words,but maybe just really few.can you tell me what you see?when i am waiting for my turn,when i am suspiciously silent,when i am creating another corner in this round room to sit, to sink into,when i say no and get hated upon,when i am walking away, always walking away. can youContinue reading ““Is anything left of my mask? ” – Nayana Nair”

“All the crowded corners of me” – Nayana Nair

I learned another new word today.It describes nothing in my lifebut still I keep it under my tongue.I stuff into corners of my lungsthat have never known what air is. ‘cerulean‘I find this word tangled in my ribs,crying over my skin,trying to escape me,to find a better place,a better someone to describe. My heart againContinue reading ““All the crowded corners of me” – Nayana Nair”

“Weeds of our Garden” – Nayana Nair

We sit here all day, in our own corners.The only corner that we could save from the world that we left.The only piece of happiness we decided to carry on ourselvesbecause we didn’t wanted to be considered pitiful for clinging to something.Because once we thought that feelings such as these are only hindrance.Because we sawContinue reading ““Weeds of our Garden” – Nayana Nair”

“Closer to Me” – Nayana Nair

Now the dark corners are the only safe place remaining. The loveless days are the only memory where we can rest where we can hide from all the passion that we wished for, all the feelings we couldn’t handle. You once wrote to me about the night that hung as a curtain over your window,Continue reading ““Closer to Me” – Nayana Nair”

Bitter Wind

“Forsythia“, Billy Collins I would rather not look around the next corner of the year to see how this will die, its light going out, its bare, arching branches waving like whips in the bitter wind. So I sit facing the past, letting my feet dangle over the wall, beating time against stone with myContinue reading “Bitter Wind”

“Version” – Nayana Nair

Sometimes the hatred, the bias that people around him smoked sticks to his clothes, his skin, his tongue when I come near him. He can wash it from himself with a sleep. He can leave it at the door, when he steps in. But I can’t wash it out of my mind. In my mindContinue reading ““Version” – Nayana Nair”

“Absolutes” – Nayana Nair

From my grip I lose yet another word- now alien to my lips and life. From the corner of my eyes, I watch it die the same death as me. Now the stories I told myself have become a little more unreasonable, when the words and ideas that I took as absolute turned out toContinue reading ““Absolutes” – Nayana Nair”

“Glass I am made of ” – Nayana Nair

There were days in my life when I knew the sun could never shine brighter and I can never be more happy. I thought these with the innocent belief of constancy of happiness, rather than the realization that put an end to hopes. Somehow with time the glass I am made of has bend, hasContinue reading ““Glass I am made of ” – Nayana Nair”