“feelings suspended in the void of my heart” – Nayana Nair

Everything you do, everything I say is suspended in the layers of admiration and disbelief. What I feel lies somewhere between “the love that is” and “the love that cannot be”. This place, where my uncertain feelings live, here you will find my many graves and here I will die again. Not because your loveContinue reading ““feelings suspended in the void of my heart” – Nayana Nair”

“Part and Parcel” – Nayana Nair

That day when it rained of bruised and dying birds of feathers marked with colors only an arrogant and confident cruelty can cause, everyone looked about for an umbrella to protect themselves from this vision that they didn’t want to witness. This was not the historic moment that they wanted to be part of. IContinue reading ““Part and Parcel” – Nayana Nair”

“Sparkler’s Trail” – Nayana Nair

The duration of time we speak of as days is just our stories breaking and bleeding from moment to another. The fragments of our memories are just bookmarks to pages with words that has been long erased. And all that we are left with are threads of time suspended in our eyes, that really isn’tContinue reading ““Sparkler’s Trail” – Nayana Nair”

“Hopeless Wishes” – Nayana Nair

Our hearts are perpetually suspended in a time that flows around us. And our ghosts pin us to our sins, while we yearn to be the person we were a second ago. Though our heart are full of ashes and smoke of loves we have burned with us. We still hopelessly wish to be withContinue reading ““Hopeless Wishes” – Nayana Nair”