“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”

“Stuck in my heart” – Nayana Nair

I sat on the stairs long after they stopped shouting. As the shout and anger made room for themselves in our lives. As muted cries became muted sighs. I would look at the sky and see no stars, but only the tears that pooled my eyes. For long, a portion of time got stuck inContinue reading ““Stuck in my heart” – 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”

“Co-exist” – Nayana Nair

While the rest of the rooms were sleeping in cold, cradling the mere humans who could only do so much as to ignore the present, dreaming of summers, that which in their deepest heart they had no much love for either. But mind has always been a place to escape to, when we were notContinue reading ““Co-exist” – Nayana Nair”