“No Plans” – Nayana Nair

She looks at the clock. The time tells in 4 hours her husband has to leave, she woke up too soon. She wakes up and looks at the clock again. In 20 minutes he will need his daily tea, he sounds bitter all day if it is not the first thing he sees. She willContinue reading ““No Plans” – Nayana Nair”

“Your Place” – Nayana Nair

I am not walking over your footprints. I am walking into the space you used to occupy in this world. I am walking into your absence. I am taking your place. I am taking your voice. I am taking in the laughter that escaped your lips and never found their way back. I am walkingContinue reading ““Your Place” – Nayana Nair”

“Fade” – Nayana Nair

Slowly you scribble one last goodbye on a piece of paper, that I will spend my life holding . Slowly you will fade as you walk away from me into a future that blooms in my absence. Slowly I fade waiting for you into a past that never left me.

“Too many poems” – Nayana Nair

I may write too many poems about rain. Impending rain. No rain. But isn’t it how we categorize moments in our life. Happy. Not happy. Waiting for happiness. Struggling for happiness. Only difference: struggling for rain won’t bring you rain.

“More or Less” – Nayana Nair

It was more or less like waiting Only there was no excuse of distance between them Though they walked hand-in-hand, they knew this was not all they could be. Just like noises of traffic merging in the call of birds. They knew the love they want and the love they have was not so muchContinue reading ““More or Less” – Nayana Nair”

“Name It” -Nayana Nair

Though you have bought me happiness that I was not looking for. While┬áI felt that all the world was too cold and I would soon be part of this ice. That my heart will freeze into this space my life has trapped me in. How warm was your presence You could never know. Though IContinue reading ““Name It” -Nayana Nair”


On the strings of her tears She weaved that veil Word-by-word Letter-by-letter From the immortal tales Of the forgotten and forgone, From the shattered hearts of wise souls unknown. Tales of broken fates And healing hearts. Of agitated whispers And Beautiful scars. Of intentions and actions, Of helplessness of the cruel And darkness in theContinue reading ““BEHIND THE WORDS”-Nayana Nair”