RSS Feed

Tag Archives: crack

“Closest” – Nayana Nair

Posted on

Blue-Peeling-Paint-Stock

The cracking ground I kneeled on for answers
have become riverbeds where I’ll drown,
have become
the reason of my tears,
the reason of my broken voice
that travels along the lines
of the words I mutter
without knowing,
without meaning anything more
than to put my mouth into use.
I scratch the walls of the dreams I once painted
till the petals of colors cover my ground
only to reveal a the nightmare of empty hands.
I hold the petals, the chipped away paint
and feel the closest to my dream,
the closest I will ever be.

Advertisements

“Just Us” – Nayana Nair

Posted on

F

The sounds long dead and are born again
as the crack appears in time
and you walk into these arms
swallowing the sun,
swallowing the world,
leaving just us,
just me
looking at your memory passing me by.

“Another fracture in the world” – Nayana Nair

giphy

The light over him
has seen his wrist caught in emotion
waiting for words to come and rescue this body
that is defeated by passing time,
that leaves it behind
in the memory it wants,
memory it hates,
the memory
that drains the blue from the night
and fills this breaking cracking world
with the longing he cannot name.

“Grow a New Heart”- Nayana Nair

love-vintage-desktop-wallpapers-1280x768

My voice no longer cracks
at the mention of loss,
or at the mention of love
(once they always followed each other
like ants in search for food)
I have grown a new heart,
that doesn’t want to be covered with shields,
that is capable of losing without bitterness,
that can hold your hand and trust your stride
even when it cannot trust itself.

“Yet we stay like this” – Nayana Nair

Posted on

1572332-1451976248205-large

The dust once again comes to life
under your sunlight.
My voice wavers again
not knowing what to say.
Not knowing how to move
in this air once agains feels like
the tomorrows we have lost.
The brokeness of our souls
looks for things to claim.
They dream to become the cracks
in this the wall that we have built for each other’s sake.
And yet we stay like this
not moving, not deciding,
not claiming each other’s affections.
As if we have eternities
to look at each other,
as if we have learned
to love in silence.

“No one is looking” – Nayana Nair

3(703)

This bed is too small for me
and life pouring inside me,
through the small crack in the window,
is not enough to hold me here.
I hear the names of people
whom I will never meet or know.
No one is looking for me
just as I wanted.
But still it makes me sad
to be forgotten so easily.

“Loose Words” – Nayana Nair

tumblr_m329r480dC1rp30e7o1_500

The words once written with passion

once written with anger,

sometimes filled with sweet drops of sadness

and sometimes with happiness that

made cracks in our masks.

All those words have broken down

have become loose and weak.

Those words are not our love.

Those words are our lives.

Our love is the ruled lines on paper

on which rested our broken lives,

on which rested our tested faith.

 

Poetas Nuevos

Una búsqueda de nuevas letras y poetas.

Eltiempohabitado's Weblog

Blog de Julie Sopetrán. Poesía para niños y adultos.

El rincón del muro

Vine , vi y escribí

The Artisan Duck

Ramblings from my crafty corner.

graham mcquade

A Diary of my Painting

Sunnyfae

Drowning out the grey

The Mindful Gardener

The sensory pleasures and earthy delights of gardening.

Tinte

The love of Ink

Jinjja Cha Podcast

All Tea All Shade

Written in Quill

Blog, Books, Movies, Manga, Anime, Reviews, and Writing

The Midnight Sun

Making nonsense of the universe, one word at a time.

Пещера Пандазавры

Личный блог о фотографии, рукоделии и графоманстве

Eclipsed and in turmoil

The daily musings and torments of a fractured soul.