“The owners of my mind” – Nayana Nair

I finally sit with people who have owned my mind,who have left it astray,who have come back at inopportune momentsto claim a bit of my peace for their own heart. They say guilt keeps them awake at nights.They say they need me once again.They need to see the smile of another victimto convince themselves thatContinue reading ““The owners of my mind” – Nayana Nair”

“creation” – 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”

“Half-Hearted” – Nayana Nair

And every morning I hear wind, I hear birds,I hear children play around in me.I am filling myselfwith everything that reminds me of what I really am.I let my heart do what it wants, my heart wants no part in this remaking of me.It starts it’s days praying for your returnand goes to sleep, thankfulContinue reading ““Half-Hearted” – Nayana Nair”

“Moments with a Cold Sun” – Nayana Nair

With each day crossed out.With each dresses, each mask added to the my wardrobe.With each hand that passed into mine,with each hand that moved onto the next too easily,I realized I knew how to dance to this tunethat used to frighten me once. Another stranger,another potential lover,another sun that has already grown cold,whispers in myContinue reading ““Moments with a Cold Sun” – Nayana Nair”

“Oscillate” – Nayana Nair

i don’t want to move on from you,even though you are not what i want anymore.i can’t because i fearthat i might start to love you again tomorrow.tomorrow – when it is already too late to take back words.

“Another season that pretends to be spring” – Nayana Nair

“love” you utter this word so oftenwith a sadness that sounds bigger than this word,bigger that whatever it may have given you at one time. is this the sadness that you are trying to burn away?does it hurt when it also burns a part of you as well,turning whatever is left into charred surface? isContinue reading ““Another season that pretends to be spring” – Nayana Nair”

“Adjust to Red” – Nayana Nair

It was gruesome because everyone kept walking, thinking they can move on and grow up, only if they stepped over whatever was left of themselves to become friends with the faces that are still drunk and happy with the taste of their weakness. It was scary because it was normal to be cruel, not onlyContinue reading ““Adjust to Red” – Nayana Nair”