July 2020 - Navin's Poetry

A Poem about…Burning the Self

Burning the Self is a poem, through which I’m trying to set me free. Poetry helps me in resetting the eye of an I, which is often covered with pain body of different emotions.

Let me free me from my see-through & tight hold of the reins
The shining pearls I’m dripping in this beautiful & heavy rain
The clouds are dark & heavy, they are veiling my layers of pain

Crazy lines I’m scripting through the multiple black spots in my damaged brain
It’s not in vain when I say my phase is the one controlling my haunted scene
It’s like the red tint is tainted when it flows out from the inside of my stressed out veins

The way my top frame is screaming out in top form the rising rage
I go crazy when my brain blows out in pieces to ride the insanely strong waves
My mind is sometimes constrained in square shapes, I’m not able to losen my grip

Sharp thorns I’m shedding by burning the outer surface of my thick skin
Deep dents I’m hammering out of the deformed shape of my swirling face
It’s my Being standing out peacefully behind the ashes of my burning Self

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More poetry and poem about self & being: 7 Days in Hell, Bleeding Orchid (1). Giving up, a poem written during a dark hopeless time (2). Related to a poem about self and being burning.

Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award (2)

Original poetry

A few days back, I was nominated for Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award by the amazing Debby from DebbySEO. I’m deeply touched & humbled by her kind gesture. This is my second nomination for the same award this year.

For those of you, who aren’t aware of DebbySEO, please do check her blog to find the helpful tips & tricks & to know about what kind of services she offers (Search Engine Optimization is one of them). Debby is a very kind hearted & down to earth being. She would go an extra mile to help you. I happen to use her services when I decided to migrate my site/blog to another host. I couldn’t have done without her amazing help, especially when I was losing patience from time to time due to some issues, that WP couldn’t resolve. She kept her cool, calmed myself down, by assuring me that she would make my site to work, which she did. Today, Debby is more than a service provider to me & I feel very blessed knowing her.

Rules (/Guidelines):

Thank the person who nominated you with a link to their blog.
Make a post of the award (with a photo of the logo).
Post the rules (/guideline).
Ask 5-10 questions of your choice.
Nominate 10-30 other bloggers (or more) and notify them.
Follow Vincent Ehindero (to qualify for a free blog promotion and shoutout) and more blogging opportunities.

Questions from DebbySEO:

Have you been wanting to install plugins, but you think $25/mo for the WordPress package is too much? Have you considered migration to a Self-Hosted WordPress blog?
I very much wanted to install plugins & some specific themes, but I couldn’t, even though I subscribed to the premium plan. Therefore, I decided to migrate my WP.com to a self hosted WP blog as I didn’t want to pay a hefty $25/month fee.
Have you ever paid for SEO services, software or plugins? Which are your favorites?
SEO services & themes are my favorites. I’ve paid for the genuine SEO services (/organic growth). I’m not interested in fake followers & fake traffic.
Have you ever read a book that changed your life? Which ones and how did it affect you?
I bought an audio book called Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle. It’s a very powerful book, teaching the value of the only moment that exists…Now. It teaches me to live in the present…than to think of what happened in the past & what’s coming in the future. Sometimes, we miss the very moment when we live in the past or speculate about future.
If you could know the absolute and total truth to one question, what question would you ask?
I really don’t know. I believe in mysteries, magic & the unknown.
How many friends do you have on Facebook and how many actually mean something to you?
FB number is always higher than the real number. It includes the ones, you’ve known once but you still want to be in touch (don’t ask me why). But if we talk in percentage, around 50% of them actually mean something to me.
If you could ask advice from any historical figure, who would it be, and what would you ask them?
If historical figure means a politician, then it would be a waste of time. I would still not ask a question to anyone as I know, one needs to find the answers oneself. Hmm…I sound serious…
When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time?
From writing a poem to reading / commenting on WP to listening to music to watching some TV to sitting quietly & doing nothing. I make sure I get that 30 min a day….no matter whether it’s in the middle of the day or too late at night….it’s “me” time.

My nominees:

Anonymously Hal
Spirited Soul
Short Prose
alwayswithlovecat
erroneouschoices
Maple Leaves
Era
Rinum’s Blog
Anyone else who reads this post and wants to participate!

My questions for you:

Do you believe things happen for a reason? Or are they simply coincidences?
Is there a book that changed your life? And if so, how?
Do you practice (or believe in) meditation & mindfulness or is it some hocus-pocus-bogus?
When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time?
If you could go back into any period of time, what would it be?
Is pain a different kind of teacher or is it simply there to pain you, to activate the pain body?
Who’s your favorite singer/band?

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Famous Quote 1

Original poetry

I was never insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe

My Hissssing Eye

Original poetry

I’m so twisted when I lay down in my pit
When things grow crazy, I shed my deadly skin
I look so drop dead when I wear this new suit of scales
My hissssing eyes are wide open while you look at me in fear

Don’t gaze at me with that glare, you’re just making me insane
Just pray for your life coz you’re about to be my next prey
You simply can’t escape when I follow your shaky steps
Don’t look back at me in despair while I sway my swag

My moves are so swift when I zig-zag & spit at you in air
I’ll show you the blues when I bite you, I swear
Everything will change in that moment to the living hell
I’ll give you fits before you finally lie on your ground plain dead

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