“Fumbling for better words, better me ” – Nayana Nair

I find myself trappedbetween forgiveness and frustration. How often have I saidthat I want to be your strength.How easy it was to say itwhen I didn’t really know you or me. But nowwhen your breaking and my sadnessis of your makingI am fumbling for better words- words that can show my heartthat aches for youContinue reading ““Fumbling for better words, better me ” – Nayana Nair”

“Scribble your farewell words on my hands” – Nayana Nair

We can never move forward,together or alone,if we don’t find the courage in ourselvesto look at each otherand to say what needs to be said.If we choose silence againwe will never know the depth of our blindnessor the easy path of love we didn’t take.We will be always walking on the minefieldof each other’s wordsContinue reading ““Scribble your farewell words on my hands” – Nayana Nair”

“Black Pond” – Nayana Nair

As I climb,my steps remembered the shoes I once hadthe ones that didn’t hurt so muchand how hands of mine that hacked through themjust to become my own person,some sort of grown-up.I climbed over the yellow soft dressand the light that it caughtjust to get this, this body that looks held togetherbut is not(this bodyContinue reading ““Black Pond” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember (23)” – Nayana Nair

i try to sleep,to forgetthe pain near my spine,to forgetall the hours in front of methat i have no use of.i look at my palmfrom near and from as faras my hands can extend.i notice how my hands have changed.do i like it better now?i wonder if it possibleto like anything about my body now.iContinue reading ““What I Remember (23)” – Nayana Nair”

“why are you breaking yourself ? “- Nayana Nair

becauseholding myself togetheris getting too painful with time becausenow the pain makes be beliefthat the paradise in me is dying because of me becausein my dream i saw myself smileand i fell in love with the impossibilities becausethis body cannot hold the smilethat i seem to forget too easily once i wake up

“Inversion” – Nayana Nair

When I stand near you,I want to believe that we are standing together.That our hearts being mirror imagesmeans something more.Mirror images…‘Lateral inversion’ they called it, I recall.We feel similar only when facing each other.But when we talk of this world,when we eat from our own broken plates,when we tell each others directions,when we see eachContinue reading ““Inversion” – Nayana Nair”

The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 3)” – Nayana Nair

#the right time to answer the door The doorbell has been ringing for hours. I wish I could say it was annoying. But it is not. A part of me is happy to know that you are out there. That you know that sooner or later I would answer this door. It has been longContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 3)” – Nayana Nair”

“As the fire dies out” – Nayana Nair

After a long time, I feel like walking towards the calm unknown.The wildness in me that I had thrown away,is waiting for me.They were always waitingto tell me all the gossips of stars and fishes,how lost and alone they both feltto know that blue they had in commonwere totally different worlds. The clothes that madeContinue reading ““As the fire dies out” – Nayana Nair”

“how storms fade” – Nayana Nair

twenty-six steps away from the cold end,we stand together as if we are both looking at a foe we must defeat together.a child passes us by with a yellow balloon.how misplaced it seems, this childin this place made of storms. this is something i don’t want to do.our steps will fade into the deep endContinue reading ““how storms fade” – Nayana Nair”

“Tiptoe” – Nayana Nair

the ones we sign our valentine cards to,the ones we tie ourselves to for lifewait for us to die (or some form of death) to become free.their heart is full of love – only not for us. they tiptoe at night to bury their crimesand demand honesty only when it suits what they have inContinue reading ““Tiptoe” – Nayana Nair”