“Anomaly of the Art Class” – Nayana Nair

I row my heartto the moon you drew,the one you colored in greenignoring every reality,for which you got an D,for which I lost a part of me. I no longer hold onto the poems filled with dread-dread of rejection, of future, of finding myself eventually broken.I see something that you have left behind in me.SomethingContinue reading ““Anomaly of the Art Class” – Nayana Nair”

“After All” – Nayana Nair

When I am tempted to forgetto stop walking away from you, to return,to shed a few tears if it can get me your love.I remind myselfagain and againchoking on my wordsthat won’t kill me after all. “I am not what he wants.”“I am not what he wants.”

“Who I am” – Nayana Nair

I will spend some nights listening to why I am not the one you can love. I will keep you awake and keep myself in pain till I get this list down, till I memorize it all, till “who I am” just means “what you can’t love”. I daydream about how I will leave you.Continue reading ““Who I am” – Nayana Nair”