January 2025 – Navin's Poetry

I’m sitting silently in the magical dark
Looking outside through the spotless glass
The sky is sparkling with the burning stars
Staring closely at my special past
The slow digging of my several scars
The scene is deep & kind of vast
The slo-mo movie of my own thoughts
The daunting effect of those shaky clouds
The infinite number of terrifying falls
A few were undoubtedly my flawless flaws
At some places I was dented & falsed
But back then I didn’t use the mental floss
So the holes started to constantly form
A few shallow & some deeper slots
The unbearable pain in my heavy heart
Back then I couldn’t see me in my own orbs
I was scared to stand for myself, tower tall
Low in confidence would make me hold my talk
The suppressed energy was my opaque wall

After several years, a unique sensation in my block
As if I had found the key to my deadbolt lock
My eyes could see through my formless soul
The vulnerable moment was so crazy strong
Cleansing began instantly through the salty drops
My heartbeat weighed less than a single pound
Time was holding its breath & simply paused
Coz it was the first time I felt who I truly was
The sensation can’t be described in any words
It’s the new beginning with a roaring sound
Finally I understood the meaning of constant falls
It’s purely them who paved this unknown path
The one that I wholeheartedly crawl & walk
The great importance of the past in the now
These learnings I carry from dusk till dawn
The intuition is guiding me to mindfully evolve
I can now see the resemblance of stars & scars
Scars are the translucent tattoos I wear with proud
Light & dark are innate fabrics of my transparent cloth

You see, trust is not just a simple word
Without it, belief loses its true worth
Without T, it’s just red-brown corrosive rust

I’ve been blessed with this ability to unearth
It’s the moment when I was actually re-birthed
I became a bit brain-less and somewhat dirt

Intuition guides me to listen to the unsaid words
It’s when energy of communication stops matching the hertz
It’s when there’re too many doubts under the surface of hurt

This way trust will never rise like a serene surge
This way true love within can not be searched
One day the inner & outer vibes need to merge

I know it isn’t easy to rebuild trust if it’s broken more than once
But just don’t dwell in the stories that mind replays to reverse
Try to connect with the nature of action & reaction of verbs

And if it is still crazy difficult to truly trust
Then atleast be honest than to keep throwing the curves
Coz what’s inside matters more than the sugarcoated-crust

Trust is the foundation of any solid bond in the Universe
Family, friends, partner, pets, nature or work
Without trust, there can never be respect, openness or love

👉 This is solely my pov…am not trying to define or prove anything…everyone has their reasons to trust or not to trust…and if it’s difficult to trust a person for any reason, at least be honest & vocal about it…gather the courage to say that as it is…coz that person deserves to know it…it will only be fair to both parties…