“On My Own” – Nayana Nair

Once the shade of the shutters are rolled down,once I am left on my own,reason and explanation rush in,try to cling and climb up the cracks of my heart,and the folds of my brain,trying desperately to stop meto reach out, to find mein the fog of fear. But I am already far ahead,my hands reachContinue reading ““On My Own” – Nayana Nair”

Bitter Wind

“Forsythia“, Billy Collins I would rather not look around the next corner of the year to see how this will die, its light going out, its bare, arching branches waving like whips in the bitter wind. So I sit facing the past, letting my feet dangle over the wall, beating time against stone with myContinue reading “Bitter Wind”

“Show You Around” – Nayana Nair

Let me show you around. This place that you think as mine will soon be yours one day. Especially because you will want to own this mess more than you want to own my heart. And though my eyes might roll at the sound of the word “own” but that’s just how things are. OneContinue reading ““Show You Around” – Nayana Nair”