My pictures are not about me
they are just replacable frames
filled with the skin I have shed
filled with people who have left
and with my smile that has changed
beyond recognition.
So I can’t help but look at them
and picture the happy life
this person must have had
when I know it is otherwise.
I have lost track of my memories
I have lost track of the reasons
for why I lived my life like that.
I have a fading list of afflictions
and its pain that I have learned
to live with or ignore.
As I age, I find
I can almost forget,
I can leave behind
whoever I was out of frame.
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“My promise to you” – Nayana Nair
I will place the promise of tomorrow
on your lips.
They will first taste of cyclones in my breath.
Then they will taste of desperate dying breath.
The will taste of light and of blindness.
They will taste of the dreams that slip from your eyes.
They will taste of the skin that
we are yet to grow.
They taste of things
that we are yet to lose.
I will place the promise of tomorrow
on your lips,
that will soon be your yesterday.
My promise will be memory of
passing trains and fading love.