“Collecting Myself” – Nayana Nair

These four walls that cuts us off from the worldputs me again in that same position that I dread.My weakness that I once thought I had cast awayis holding onto my fingers again.If only the world had not abandoned me here with you.I could have found some comfort in its words-“you are worth better” orContinue reading ““Collecting Myself” – Nayana Nair”

“Effortless” – Nayana Nair

On the other side of this puddle, where my feet is caught, is the ocean of joy in which I wandered only to be caught in the hook of the sadness that slips into my wound so effortlessly that the pain felt like love, because it felt like the only thing that I could callContinue reading ““Effortless” – Nayana Nair”