“What I Remember (26)” – Nayana Nair

I covered up myself up-hiding the pieces,hiding the glue,hiding the knife close to my heart.There is too little timeand so much to be disposed,so much has to be kept at the bottom of the stairs,under the sheets,under the hand that cupped my faceso that no one could say with certaintywhether I am laughing or cryingContinue reading ““What I Remember (26)” – Nayana Nair”

“Imagining Difficulties” – Nayana Nair

The difficulty of looking at empty roads and imagining a crowd in which I could search for you. Of looking at our life imagining difficulties, imagining hurdles to cross to reach you. But here you are separated from me by a sheet of decaying skin. You are painfully near and no guides have been writtenContinue reading ““Imagining Difficulties” – Nayana Nair”

“Possible” – Nayana Nair

My heart feels like a sheet of ice. With restless birds of pain trapped forever, fluttering around. Making the world look dark. Imitating my cries. But as you pass by me, your shadow on my heart feels beautiful and painful. Your shadow looks like a barren tree, where my pain can sit and chirp. ThoughContinue reading ““Possible” – Nayana Nair”

“Frail Thread” – Nayana Nair

These lines that connect to my heart, pass through landscapes devoid of human presence. This frail thread passes through valley of flowers that have no color. Through balconies overlooking desolate streets and sky crowded with stars. Through stairs leading to floors that no one visits. Through the branches of old trees broken in the storms.Continue reading ““Frail Thread” – Nayana Nair”