Poetry – Sharpening my Edges

I’m dancing in beast mode to free my demons of restlessness, desperation, anger, anxiety, panic, fear & similar feelings & emotions.

Turning up the volume while I dance carelessly just like the tipsy being to caress the restless eternity

Shaking my wavy long hair just like the silverbeast I breathe to free the freak in me

Twisting my body just like the scaly serpentine to sway swiftly in this slippery scene 

Sensing the delusional beliefs just like the demons I breed inside of me to burn my inner skin

Fighting relentlessly just like the fluctuating flame that lit my dark nights with shadows of anxiety

Cutting the silence with the violence of my violet violin that’s snapping the tightened strings

Ripping the dead layers of my poisoned cells to fill the dark spaces with light full of raw intensity

Carving my rough face with my senseless fingers to project the formless edges of my blinded insanity

Filling my fountain pen with thick red to sketch my mountain of rocky emotions to draw sensitivity

Sharpening my edges on rough surface dipped in salty water to tear the fear through the visuals of my poetry

—– Sharpening my Edges —–

It is a soul-searching poem that portrays how it is to be myself & how I see the things. From black & white to colors and from one dimensional to multi-dimensional. Sometimes a real free flow dance or a mental one by visualizing my lines in the form of poetry can set me free. It’s like being tipsy / high with the raw energy. I’m simply cutting myself into pieces to find inner peace, by rebuilding me.

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Please check these poems as well: (1) A Dot of Hope, (2) Mad Rhymes by PoeEternal, (3) In Between the Shadows by Piyush

For more information on original poetry, I encourage you to check the Home and About me pages.

Snippet from my upcoming poem

Shaking my wavy long hair just like the silverbeast I breathe to free the freak in me

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A poem – Smoking Soul

I can hear the silence
Silence is violent
Violence is fighting
This fight is painful
Pain is so hungry
Hunger is craving
This craving is crazy
Crazy are emotions
Emotion is a feeling
Feeling is deluded
Delusions are exploding
Explosions are hurting
Hurt is not worthy
Worth is so dirty
Dirt is though earthly
Earth is the grounding
Grounded in deep gravity
Gravity is levitating
Levitate the outer space
Space is full of circles
Circle of tiny dots
Dots are the elements
Elements are flowing
The flow of pure smoke
Smoke is formless
Forming the eternal soul
Soul is the purest beat
Beating of heart
Heart is breathing
Breath of inner peace
Peace is to love
Loving to live
Living to keep dying
Dying to relive from the deep

—– Smoking Soul —–

Smoking Soul is a poem about how I sometimes can hear the silence. Sometimes silence is violent, which triggers the chain reaction of emotions & observations. How it takes me to different phases and how it guides me to reconnect to the pure energy in the end – the beautiful / smoking soul. I am sure, it is not just relevant to me but to many others.

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Please check these poems as well: Darkness – the intense light (1), Not A Trophy by Spirited Soul (2), This Animal is Back(3)

For more information on original poetry, I encourage you to check the Home and About me pages.

Smoke from my upcoming poem

I can hear the silence

Silence is violent

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Lightning Rhymes

Sometimes it’s difficult to come out of anxiety, restlessness & similar emotions, which trigger a piercing sensation in my brain. I’m learning to live one moment at a time to find peace, instead of thinking about my future.

Living in thoughts could be comfortable
Embracing the present seems unacceptable
Reality can be so unbelievable
Painbody is snapping me to unusual
Loving edges of perfect imperfections
Healing the soul is sole intention

Deep scars on my brutal blood surface
Arrows piercing in my broken top shelf
Bleeding river from my sensitive vessels
Crying ocean when I’m feeling restless
Feeling crazy when I skip the deep breaths
Unleashing devil when I’m manic anxious

Extinguishing sparks to calm the burning ashes
Expressing emotions to hit the freaking reset
Grinding patterns to feel the pure sand
Writing lines with my wondered senses
Lightning rhymes with my thunder pencil
Riding waves in search of peace & balance

—– Lightning Rhymes —–

Lightning Rhymes is a poem about the struggle to free myself from the sticky web of patterns & emotions. Sometimes I succeed & sometimes, I simply don’t. I’m learning every single moment to “deal” with me in order to find the inner peace. When the snapping snaps; when I loose my balance (psychological as well as physical), the whole ground shakes. It’s just not myself, who get affected.

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Please check these poems as well: Conjurer by PoeEternal (1), Parentheses and blinding light by Choices (2), My Hissssing Eye (3)

For more information on original poetry, I encourage you to check the Home and About me pages.