If I could see fartherthan my will, my half-blindness allows,would I have wanted to see things for what they are?Probably not. Or maybe just wondering rather than wantingis a truer start.
You held me as I broke again and again.Your warm chest tried to hold me, to keep me alive.I couldn’t cry anymoreI felt indebted to you I loved you. You left me againin the crowd that you promised to protect me from.I called you, your number and you name-becoming useless to me with each passingContinue reading ““Variant of Love” – Nayana Nair”
It snowed all night.All night I created stars for your eyes.I bore the weight of the roofas you slept, cried, ate,smiled, memorized dial tones,stared at me like you stare at screens with static,paused expectantly as you told me the storyabout your friend who is filled to brim with sugarand seems bit oddwhen he tries toContinue reading ““make me a flower” – Nayana Nair”
strangelyeven there, even on the canvas of my imaginationwhere I get to act the god,even in that worldwhere you are nothing but my creation,even there I can’t imaginea happier end for us. -o- because i can edit our photoson the cities we never got to visitand i can write you some words, give you someContinue reading ““creation” – Nayana Nair”
I walking around this planettalking about survivalas if I actually lived to survive.I didn’t.There are many who dobut they are not the ones who are filling the worldwith papers filled reeking of envy and tears.The ones who are really desperate, who really fear extinction-disappear as they fearwithout leaving a trace of the hurt that hadContinue reading ““All the talk about survival” – Nayana Nair”
Nothing scares me more than people who seem to know a lot about world, who seem to know every answer to every problem. Especially when the answer is that the weight and blame of this collapsing world only lies on shoulder of few. And answers mostly revolve about how not every one is equal. IContinue reading ““Who seem to know a lot” – Nayana Nair”