“The door opens slowly” – Nayana Nair

I turned another cornerand walked into another housethat I knew nothing about.The owner, the god of this land stood thereoutside in the gardentelling a child how to create more beautiful loops,how to somersault,how to find more worms, more of everything.An adult placed like a talismanthat couldn’t keep meor what I bring with me away.He didn’tContinue reading ““The door opens slowly” – Nayana Nair”

“Fragmented Thoughts (7)” – Nikitha Nair

An eternity waits for you.An eternity waits for me.It won’t be long before we meeteach other. River beds go dry.River beds go dry,sparrows swallow seeds,the pots are broken,and will never be filled.But the eternity waits for us.A second, an hour walks slow,taunting me,but holding,holding a promise of tomorrow,a promise of you. –Nikitha Nair

The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair

#about the street where we won’t meet There is a street in my mind, where an often underappreciated singer sings about a love that stands just across the street. Forever they stand there, one trying make up combinations of words, variations of beautiful verses – not to win her heart, but to beg the worldContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair”