i thought…i wanted…i am always looking for…i am nothing without… must i fill these sentences?is it compulsoryto tell you where it hurts and why? the pencil bends and breaksin my hand, but my voice won’t crack.i think a bit of my cruelty shows through everything that i do. “have you ever wanted to be aContinue reading ““why am i hurt by your hopes?” – Nayana Nair”
I stood at the bottom of the stairs, stones climbing on each other as my eyes touch their edges rain dripping from the green slowly taking them down. Soon I started to wonder as I always do, when I see a place I have never been to. In the days I had not known youContinue reading ““I Hope Not” – Nayana Nair”
As the light and the life of the streets are switched on, I wait for your knock on my door, my heart going on imaginative trips to the hell of not knowing. Not knowing with whom you might fall in love, where you might find another broken human to pet, in what form will thatContinue reading ““Switched On” – Nayana Nair”
He sat down and decided to write a list of all the things he had lost. He decided to look for them. He decided to find them the same way the dreams of past had found him. He put his pen down and stared at the wall ahead, stared till his eyes would hurt asContinue reading ““Dreams of Past” – Nayana Nair”
You ask why I don’t stay and fight. You ask if I realise that I can win as much as others. I tell you that everyone has a dream. And what I get by staying and fighting, are not my dream. That I cannot live in this world of regulated self-expression. Always fearing when IContinue reading ““Spilling the Ink” – Nayana Nair”
Have we wandered too far away from where once lived our dreams? It’s a long walk and dark thoughts chase me on this sunny day. Smile at me once more. So that I know there is not only one place, not only one way to dream.