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“Garden of mine” – Nayana

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Love and concern
are not something that grows
naturally in my heart.
I have never known a time when they have.
Even if I have put fake flowers
in this garden of mine,
it is only for your sake.
Don’t you think I care enough
to tell you the words I can never believe.
Don’t you think my love is enough,
if it wants you to sit in the shade
of the tree I have made leaf by leaf.

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“My Life” – Nayana Nair

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My life like
that autumn leaf,
falls and flies
at the same time.

“Freckles” – Nayana Nair

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There was once a boy
who looked at my freckles
and told me that they were
autumn leaves in winter skies.
That I am a sunset to cherish
and a storm to pet.
Who looked at my words
and told me, that
he could find all the things
he has lost in his life
in my words.
He told me
the day he loses me
he will lose much more than that.

“Flower” – Nayana Nair

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I pluck one leaf at a time
from this flower, this script
my life is.
I throw them from bridges
on cold evenings.
I bury them in the soil
that soils their print with time.
I burn them to ashes,
so they won’t smell the same.
I hang them on trees
that will never bear fruits.
To leave this story of mine
everywhere and nowhere.
So that you may find it.
So that you may not find it.
But
I wear the last page, last leaf
with only one word, you name, written,
on my finger
as substitute for you hands
that I can no longer hold.

“REMINDER” – Nayana Nair

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Bright light hovering over my head

Lighting me up, making me its own.

Inseparable, as if I am light itself.

The blinding brightness of my being

Leaves me incapable of finding my way

Through my own thoughts, turned strangers.

In this light, I have nothing to write

Nothing that’s mine.

And I fear these blank pages

Will be a reminder

Of a fruitless day.

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The ship sitting at

The edge of my closed window.

It looks out at the wind.

The wind creating

An ever-changing mosaic

Of ruffling leaves.

It looks at the wind that belongs to it,

But never touches its lifeless white sails.

It looks for the ocean

That it was never made for.

My fears were in vain,

I have finally filled this page

With words that are reminder

Of  a fruitless life.

 

 

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