“the constant part of love” – Nayana Nair

i remember your hands and their warmthlike i rememberthe versions of methat were easier to live with (or so i think).the colors, their unnatural brightness,the scent of acetone always lingeringon the tips of your fingertips,always hiding a sad rainbow (just my type).always a star that you forgot to rub and break,shined on your skin.under myContinue reading ““the constant part of love” – Nayana Nair”

“Our Game” – Nayana Nair

if i could understand you somehowi am sure my feelings would make sense something in you is at odds with yousomething in you makes me hate you but as you pretend that you are stronger than your monsteri pretend that my love is bigger than any wrong that you can do to me that’s ourContinue reading ““Our Game” – Nayana Nair”

“the shadow at the foot of my bed” – Nayana Nair

today is the birthday of one another oddity of mine.on a day like this,few calendars agoi learnt how to turn my helplessness into my charm.i learnt to fill the glasses, the throats of everyone i knowwith something sweet, with a taste they can’t name.i learnt to become something that can’t be known or hurt.in myContinue reading ““the shadow at the foot of my bed” – Nayana Nair”

“Our House” – Nayana Nair

In that house that stands on the border of two hearts, where as your eyes scan the room I became one of the collected belongings. I found your curses and blames hidden in odd places. In the bottom of a tea cups, of tea made too sweet In the peels of an apple left onContinue reading ““Our House” – Nayana Nair”