“Assignment” – Nayana Nair

There was that pile of paperI could never keep safe.The crossed out, always crossed out words,words always out of order,words turned beautifulonly because they dissolvedin my frustration.Only because now I cannot read themwithout effort.I must make something out of themsomething that couldn’t possibly be mine. The blue ink dripping,forming planets on unexpected letters,forming planets onContinue reading ““Assignment” – Nayana Nair”

“The city that won’t decompose” – Nayana Nair

Some days I am thankful to the wallsthat never broke down when I did,that looms up to the heightsthat seem more beautiful than sad(on certain days at least). The tiny tiles, the cemented words in me-they were supposed to be who I am,they were meant to decomposewhen I chose to change my ways,when I choseContinue reading ““The city that won’t decompose” – Nayana Nair”

“Meant to be lost” – Nayana Nair

Drops of your sweet memoriesare settled on my heart,on this morning, in this worldwhere I was meant to be lost. It is a relief thatyou are here in some form,that I cannot truly forget you.Thankfully, you cannot come from pastto ask me whether I have been doing well.I am not sure what I would do.WouldContinue reading ““Meant to be lost” – Nayana Nair”

“In the Image of” – Nayana Nair

I am not talking about enhancing my likability here. But just to be taken seriously I need to like certain things, I need to act certain way. I need to fill forms whenever I meet someone new, whenever I meet them again. Am I capable? Am I an intellectual (of the right kind)? Am IContinue reading ““In the Image of” – Nayana Nair”

“Switched On” – Nayana Nair

As the light and the life of the streets are switched on, I wait for your knock on my door, my heart going on imaginative trips to the hell of not knowing. Not knowing with whom you might fall in love, where you might find another broken human to pet, in what form will thatContinue reading ““Switched On” – Nayana Nair”

“Murky Waters” – Nayana Nair

As I drop one stone after other into the murky waters with dust that never settles. I find sounds in the air, forming words which were almost lost under the blankets of pain. I do not try to find the one who cried out these words. I just add them to the stones that areContinue reading ““Murky Waters” – Nayana Nair”

“Settling dust of memories” – Nayana Nair

My past bleeds slowly onto my clothes, onto the furniture, on the buttons of elevator, on the currency that leaves my hand, on the roads I drag myself through everyday. And they do not get lost only because they leave my mind. They are forever in front of my eyes forming a layer of sadnessContinue reading ““Settling dust of memories” – Nayana Nair”

“Slowly, Regretfully” – Nayana Nair

I am dissolving in the ocean that has no water but only salt. The salt that is more closer to this earth than I am. I am changing slowly, regretfully, into a form of your liking. A form that feels more belonging in this world than I ever will. My heart slips slowly into theContinue reading ““Slowly, Regretfully” – Nayana Nair”