“Small Impossible Dream” – Nayana Nair

Her floor had always been the color of the seasonI remember this, only when I step into the mess of her life.The spring issues lay scattered like the flowersThe pink, red, yellows, and greens,women who only know youth,women who only grow youngerthe kind of woman she wanted to be(what a small impossible dream)and she almostContinue reading ““Small Impossible Dream” – Nayana Nair”

“My Pretentious Love” – Nayana Nair

i am delusional i feel that i am broken when i am not i feel that one of these daysi may finally cry for youbut i don’t i am in lovewith being brokenwith being out of place in this world you are again losingagainst my obsessions today again i am planning to visit my pastContinue reading ““My Pretentious Love” – Nayana Nair”

“creation” – Nayana Nair

strangelyeven there, even on the canvas of my imaginationwhere I get to act the god,even in that worldwhere you are nothing but my creation,even there I can’t imaginea happier end for us. -o- because i can edit our photoson the cities we never got to visitand i can write you some words, give you someContinue reading ““creation” – 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”

“A cup of tea on a rainy day” – Nayana Nair

You sit beside my favorite book, after you hand me a cup of tea. Though I want to know what you’ve been up to, we just look out as we have done numerous times, when we had too much to say but didn’t want to. Knowing that silence of this room we will make usContinue reading ““A cup of tea on a rainy day” – Nayana Nair”