“ellipsis” – Nayana Nair

i can’t…i just can’t bring myself to remove all the ellipsis…that i leave behind in my sentences. i know they look shabby… as if i don’t know how to create proper sentences…as if i have never heard of a comma. i am told it is something similar to ending and pausing sentences with “you know”.Continue reading ““ellipsis” – Nayana Nair”

“Surely, I will love you” – Nayana Nair

The memories I burnt awayhave turned into spirits, into thoughtsthat hold me back from naming and keeping this happinessthat sits at my doorstep, waiting for my love.And though the shadows of my past are tied to my legs, though they rattle on empty roadsand never let the the dust of my life settle.But ‘it isContinue reading ““Surely, I will love you” – Nayana Nair”

“Don’t tell me” – Nayana Nair

Unlike your descriptions,the green doesn’t wait for the sun.It doesn’t know what waiting is,what the word ‘sun’ is, it doesn’t even knowthat you are the its spokesperson. I am not coming at your throat dear,it’s just that I feel, as time passesthat you see me more as that greenthan your woman. You cut my sentencesContinue reading ““Don’t tell me” – Nayana Nair”

“Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair

Sit beside mewhile I sleep.Put your hand into my soul. I do not not where it is.Maybe you would have to find it firstbefore we can start with anything. But finding this soulI thinkwould be a start in itself. In my dreams, become the airthat insists on not letting me fallwhen I try to jumpContinue reading ““Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember(7)” – Nayana Nair

I have got something against most words and most sentences that proclaim that everything is achievable, that dreams come true, that life is perfect picture if you want it to, that everything is in our hands, and happiness is ours if we have to courage to step out of the shadows of our fear. BecauseContinue reading ““What I Remember(7)” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember(4)” – Nayana Nair

I tell myself that I have nothing worth saying and that no one wants to listen. I know this because I have tried to speak my mind and in best cases I have been told that my mind is not that right, that the experience that I speak from doesn’t exist for them, so theyContinue reading ““What I Remember(4)” – Nayana Nair”

“Distort You” – Nayana Nair

This one. This is the photograph I was telling you about the other day. You see those kids around me, having broader smile than me those are the friends I never had. They will tell you otherwise. What they tell maybe more hopeful than my lies or maybe more sadder than my truth. But IContinue reading ““Distort You” – Nayana Nair”

“Potential” – Nayana Nair

My every action feels like a potential trigger for my all-seeing god and his all-criticizing followers to throw me into the hell that is still under construction. They are always changing the furniture, always tearing down new wallpapers, to suit to life I fear most. But I can never make up my mind. Maybe knowing,Continue reading ““Potential” – Nayana Nair”