i know there is a sky-a beautiful and scary sky. inside mea ball of fiery red feathers,a concentrated point of all commotionsings and shrieks about that sky. it is so irritatingthat i know those songs by heart now.it is irritatingbecause it is all so pointless. i know there is a sky-the only thing i canContinue reading ““songs of red feather” – Nayana Nair”
I think of the clothes that are too tight or too loose for me,of my skin that doesn’t like me the way it used to.How the mirrors in my home are hidden by the growing towers of books.I wonder what this says about me?I think of the fear that I feel when I am alone,theContinue reading ““What I Remember (15)” – Nayana Nair”
For long I have lived avoiding a lot in life. The sting of disappointment. The pointless chatter that becomes noise, laughter, a habit. A lovely company. The colors that didn’t suit me, colors that I loved just the same. But now I miss the life in my heart and the pain that made skies andContinue reading ““Missing and wanting what lies forgotten” – Nayana Nair”
Looking at the flowering trees across the road, I was thinking about life and loneliness. How pointless everything is. How shallow our lives. And I missed my bus. And I realized maybe the same way I may have missed a lot in life and not known. Maybe I thought too much And felt too little.