“The only way to be complete” – Nayana Nair

I sit on the cold boulderand film everything, just like I am told.I am told, only for today,I should stop sewing myself up haphazardly,messing up the live-stream,and talking about things that will never happen.I have been told to put a holdon the wonderful manipulation that does no goodto any effort my mind putsin fixing thingsContinue reading ““The only way to be complete” – Nayana Nair”

“On the saddest cloud” – Nayana Nair

Even when I insisted that I am fine without relying on you. Even when I tried to keep only my best version in your eyes.When I said I can solve my problems and if I can’t, I will learn to live with them; to never trouble yourself with what I suffer or how I suffer.Continue reading ““On the saddest cloud” – 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”

“Menu” – Nayana Nair

My lover, you gave me sweet words, so many, so much that I thought it can cloud my sour heart. But as you retire into the backdrop of everyday life, all that you promised seems more unreal. Another thing to wait for. I am not good at waiting. But I am good at thinking andContinue reading ““Menu” – Nayana Nair”

“Fine and Minute” – Nayana Nair

I thought I am getting better when I found a little more space in me for life than what I thought I had. When I stopped trying to hide it from my own eyes and let small birds perch on its rusted edges all long as they please. But when they fly away, their voicesContinue reading ““Fine and Minute” – Nayana Nair”

“Momentary World”- Nayana Nair

Wave after wave of blue marble swept me up to a newer height. I saw a sunset over avalanches frozen and melting. I saw the planes of memory flying in a windless sky. I walked through the garden of trees laden with fruits of snow. I came to love the momentary world of the songsContinue reading ““Momentary World”- Nayana Nair”