“All your cold dark songs” – Nayana Nair

as i get inside the crowded bus,a phone rings.a ringtone just like yours. has the world shrunk to the sizeof the tragedy we created,that i find you like this? i know it is not you,but it could be.so i do not turn back.it could be you,so i try not to cry. this is not wherewalkingContinue reading ““All your cold dark songs” – Nayana Nair”

“Away from the City of Saints” – Nayana Nair

so the saint i read about walked this land,looked at this river, looked at this sky,and stood where I stand. in the cases of glass there are letters,there are feelings i cannot understand.they say he made this place with lovehere his everything ends, where his nothing began. but the glass turned into mirrorshis writing becameContinue reading ““Away from the City of Saints” – Nayana Nair”