“Virtual Image” – Nayana Nair

“the image in mirror is never formed“ I copied this slowlyfrom my friend’s notes,reading too much into it. I moved my handsover the new definition of real. I traced the lines, the dull path of lightas faithfully as I couldbut the solid blue lines of ink touch the glassand are broken cleanly by the lawsContinue reading ““Virtual Image” – Nayana Nair”

“Weather” – Nayana Nair

There are footsteps drawn in rainwater that float on the floor that was once firm and solid but now cracks under my every step. The rain and storm must have brought him here. The never improving weather of his heart. Did he find what he came for? How long he must have stood here? WasContinue reading ““Weather” – Nayana Nair”