“Experiment” – Nayana Nair

The unopened letters,the calls never picked,the feelings cut as a bud,the door knocks I chose to ignore-cover my ground in color of hope.Hope?Yes, hope. Like the messed up experiment of Schrodinger’s fictional pet,I continue to see hopetill I keep my heart closed.Are you still there inside me?Or are you long gone? I do not needContinue reading ““Experiment” – Nayana Nair”

“Switched On” – Nayana Nair

As the light and the life of the streets are switched on, I wait for your knock on my door, my heart going on imaginative trips to the hell of not knowing. Not knowing with whom you might fall in love, where you might find another broken human to pet, in what form will thatContinue reading ““Switched On” – Nayana Nair”

“Freckles” – Nayana Nair

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 inContinue reading ““Freckles” – Nayana Nair”