She said“The moment I glaceat the empty parking space in the sky,I wait for you to appearwith the plastic wings and your boyish grin.” The sky does that to me too.I look at the drooping branchthe sky holds in its mouth,I wait for you to tear your most beautiful dressat the knees, your tiny tiaraContinue reading ““Only Weight” – Nayana Nair”
It snowed all night.All night I created stars for your eyes.I bore the weight of the roofas you slept, cried, ate,smiled, memorized dial tones,stared at me like you stare at screens with static,paused expectantly as you told me the storyabout your friend who is filled to brim with sugarand seems bit oddwhen he tries toContinue reading ““make me a flower” – Nayana Nair”
She stood ten steps away from me.Smiling the sort of smileI thought I would never see again.The leaves and their shadows,the broken lightonly for us tonight.I remember the how I loved heras the wind rushes to hold her.She, the mast of our broken ship,asks me how I have been. My fingers that ache for hershideContinue reading ““Before we are set in stone” – Nayana Nair”
Drop by drop the wax fillsthe bucket of broken butterflies. I am falling into another sleep,into another death that is warm,that embraces me like no lover ever has. I feel the pain in my wings, and unlike other daysI try to think that this will never pass.That I will remain like this, with a bitContinue reading ““Fossil” – Nayana Nair”
now i only remember her smile.it is stuck in my mind like a song. now all i want is to be the reason of the this beautiful spring on the landscape of her face, just a bird who sits on a branch of her heart, just the the light that passes through her fragile wings.
Even when I insisted that I am fine without relying on you. Even when I tried to keep only my best version in your eyes.When I said I can solve my problems and if I can’t, I will learn to live with them; to never trouble yourself with what I suffer or how I suffer.Continue reading ““On the saddest cloud” – Nayana Nair”
The birds in my dreams- they never sing, they never sang. Their wings are caught up in a sorrow they can never understand.