“Lead me to the same place” – Nayana Nair

The laments shimmer in the borrowed beauty of words someone else made. The pattern my words dance in were laid out by someone else. They lead me to the same place where they have led the people before me- not to change or relief. I don’t think anyone whose steps I am following was lookingContinue reading ““Lead me to the same place” – Nayana Nair”