“Always Shining” – Nayana Nair

. Are they finally drowning?The sails, the flags, the songsthe party, and the expensive backless silks.The rings and guns and blood shining.Always shining.They are finally coming for us.We will again have someone’s face in front of usat least for a whileand we will sing songsthat they have no choice but to listen to.The cries andContinue reading ““Always Shining” – Nayana Nair”

“Sitting across another spring” – Nayana Nair

Spring and loveare running around in a circlein my mind.My mind and its gray backdropdie with a soft giggle.The sky rains a gentle voicesaying my name on repeat.A voice I pretend not to knowrings like a telephone in my roomas I stare at it from my bed. Spring and loveare in my life againand allContinue reading ““Sitting across another spring” – Nayana Nair”

“Gray Crowd” – Nayana Nair

There is only this life, that is made by imitation of stories. Stories that told me how to feel and what to say, told me to cry and ruin myself if you turn away, told me to leave my everything for your sake, never told me how tedious all this could become and how muchContinue reading ““Gray Crowd” – Nayana Nair”

“You are the difference” – Nayana Nair

On evenings such as thesewhen the all the withered flowers of my hearthave regained the life that once left them,when I have known what is it to die,when I have known how rare it is to find a road back to lifewhen I have known the pain of losing,I feel even now I can tryContinue reading ““You are the difference” – Nayana Nair”

Bitter Wind

“Forsythia“, Billy Collins I would rather not look around the next corner of the year to see how this will die, its light going out, its bare, arching branches waving like whips in the bitter wind. So I sit facing the past, letting my feet dangle over the wall, beating time against stone with myContinue reading “Bitter Wind”

“Far Enough to be Fine” – Nayana Nair

I could probably have called it a blue morning waiting through each hour for the day to gift it back its colors. Or a white one where our eyes and the air are filled with a whiteness that is never stained, for it leaves as soon as it comes, for it never comes in touchContinue reading ““Far Enough to be Fine” – Nayana Nair”

“Stories about me” – Nayana Nair

There have been numerous accounts of my failing life and the reasons of my silence. And these stories never cease to surprise me. From time to time I find the people in my life have had a story about me all along that even I was not aware of. Their uncalled kindness and their uncalledContinue reading ““Stories about me” – Nayana Nair”