“Red Valley” – Nayana Nair

every red flowerthat couldn’t bloom,that was denied a spring,now grows inside us. we breathe to keep them aliveso their sky remains blueand they might know what tomorrow means. there is a weight on our tiny shouldersto carry voices that were once locked in vacuum,to do everything right,to build greenhouses by our words and intention. butContinue reading ““Red Valley” – Nayana Nair”

“Divided Heart” – Nayana Nair

We twist in the grip of our own prejudices. The valleys of our hatred have become a part of our scars that has a throbbing bitterness, that impairs our vision and numbs our heart. Our lives divided by this fissure into one half looking for a way out of hostility and other half feeding onContinue reading ““Divided 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”