"Ports" – Nayana Nair

a blue cloudy sky over a banana plantation.the only word to be heard – rebellion.someone is crying far away.another round of bullets leave the shaking handsof the one who can’t seem to stop crying.now he must die just like me.he rests his bloody head and its murky thoughts on me.in this last afternoon of myContinue reading “"Ports" – Nayana Nair”

The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair

#about the street where we won’t meet There is a street in my mind, where an often underappreciated singer sings about a love that stands just across the street. Forever they stand there, one trying make up combinations of words, variations of beautiful verses – not to win her heart, but to beg the worldContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair”

“Late Night, Late Life Thoughts” – Nayana Nair

in monochromein the brightest redin the crying bluein the soaring paini remember only youthat is my lovesadlythat is my love

“Whatever Blooms in Darkness” – Nayana Nair

When all things that are not divinefound a home in me,I realized they would probablybe the only friends I ever make.I read up many books and considered taking up some mildly destructive and slightly disturbing hobbies,so that I could know them better.So I could become someone they could accept.I looked for a teacher who couldContinue reading ““Whatever Blooms in Darkness” – Nayana Nair”

“Act Better” – Nayana Nair

I have turned my face from every confrontation that I cannot tolerate. I have stuck to my thoughts and my denials. I continue to agree with people whom I find agreeable and people who can help me think that I am thinking right. I have not learnt much in life. And even when I realizeContinue reading ““Act Better” – Nayana Nair”

“I hope you believe” – Nayana Nair

I hope you believe when I say that I am not good with words. For I could fill pages without giving it a second thought. But I was never able to say what needs to be said. I could never tell anyone what they mean to me. I can never tell what I am thinkingContinue reading ““I hope you believe” – Nayana Nair”


The breaths not taken are accumulating. It mixes with the tears not shed. Creates a poison that lingers in my thought but doesn’t flow into my blood. To keep me barely alive to suffer. Suffer from a poison of my own making. Slowly I forget one small detail at a time. I realize it onlyContinue reading ““PLAYGROUNDS”-Nayana Nair”

“ONE STEP CLOSE”- Nayana Nair

I think a lot, But seldom write. I feel incapable of writing. My thoughts get crystallized In my mind and refuses To flow through my pen. Frozen out of fear. Knowing that with each word I pen, I am one step closer to realizing, That I am ORDINARY.

9 Insights On Life

( Image taken from: http://www.photobucket.com) 1. You are not your mind. The first time I heard somebody say that,  I didn’t like the sound of it one bit. What else could I be? I had taken for granted that the mental chatter in my head was the central “me” that all the experiences in myContinue reading “9 Insights On Life”