“Well” – Nayana Nair

I left my thirst in your well-the only way to get rid of it,get rid of it I must.For three seasons I filled it up with dirt.I waited for rains to hide my steps, to hide what I have done.I built few hills every time you crossed my thought.I built it with love. I builtContinue reading ““Well” – Nayana Nair”

“Red Gates” – Nayana Nair

I drowned the flowersone by one.The poison of beautynow runs through the riverson this land,they fill his backyardin every season of rain.A child with his smiledrowns another boat of dreams,the flood is a field of paper,the flood is all that is left of me.She stares into me,waiting for a reflection to surface.She walks into metoContinue reading ““Red Gates” – Nayana Nair”

“Small Impossible Dream” – Nayana Nair

Her floor had always been the color of the seasonI remember this, only when I step into the mess of her life.The spring issues lay scattered like the flowersThe pink, red, yellows, and greens,women who only know youth,women who only grow youngerthe kind of woman she wanted to be(what a small impossible dream)and she almostContinue reading ““Small Impossible Dream” – Nayana Nair”

“green carol” – Nayana Nair

it takes only a second forthe children singing carols on my porch in green mufflersto run around and burn the beach,burying their favorite flavor of ice creamin the sandcastle meant to be some sort of time capsule.when i was young i didn’t have such powers.like themi could neither summon the seasonsnor walk towards them.being theContinue reading ““green carol” – Nayana Nair”

“today’s forecast” – Nayana Nair

today’s forecasttold me about rainthat might turn to snowwhich might turn to pain in my knees,it might turn into wishing for summer(summer is always you lying on couch tired cursing gods for seasons you hate),it might move my hands towards the pillsthat rarely save anyone needing saving(i really don’t trust pills if you are notContinue reading ““today’s forecast” – Nayana Nair”

“Short lived season of comfort” – Nayana Nair

Any seat that I was comfortable occupyingwas always unbearably cold.People were right when they saidthat something was not right with me.For my flesh wanted to become fresh snow,my bones the lone tree under which sat my soul-a child learning to countthe years of cold and whiteness,an innocent, forgetful, and aging brainliving in a worldwith noContinue reading ““Short lived season of comfort” – Nayana Nair”

“Can’t do this alone” – Nayana Nair

Hold me back from loosing myself to the the slow pain that reaches from within me spiraling up to any light it can see. Pushing me, climbing over me. Not caring. Needing not to care, while my body moves from one breaking world to other, from one uncertain gaze to another. As I read myContinue reading ““Can’t do this alone” – Nayana Nair”

“Silver Moon” – Nayana Nair

Have you reached that part of your life where the seasons don’t matter, and time doesn’t matter. And the only thing that occupies your mind is you. Because it is the only thing breaking in this perfect world and you know not how to keep this perfect thing going on. The silver moon stays inContinue reading ““Silver Moon” – Nayana Nair”

“Must Run” – Nayana Nair

I knew in that moment that I must run out into the darkness and find a way that even the streetlights avoid. Find a place with no roads where flowers of new season will hide my unsure steps. I knew I had to run away Or I will never be the same. So that IContinue reading ““Must Run” – Nayana Nair”