Daipayan Nair Poems

Black bubbles
in your coffee
has me drowning,
struggling to surface,
...

I don't call upon men
eager to surrender in the folding
of my collar
...

Everything occurs, everyone occurs
in their own depths
each entity, born with its own face,
born with a borrowed one
...

The birdman meets as a crush;
makes her re-own her face.

Those few hairs
...

The noon highway is a permanent wait.

I beg at those whistling feet for a lift.
...

Sleep evades me tonight
as an adult missing

where the kissed lips
...

We stroll as a new puff
into the veined city
where each face
has its time to be a saga,
...

Two soft, red illusions
can never claim
a single thorn.
...

In my conscious bud
I have taken a leap;
A leap to elongate my historic dot
and in turn,
...

You hold the doorknob
and a grip of assurance
takes shape.
...