Reblogging – The Devil’s Face (video)

I’m republishing my old poem – The Devil’s Face in a new form….Every single element of this video is created by myself….poem, photo, piano (well, hitting the keys), special effects etc….I’m simply experimenting & at the same time, connecting with the I in me….

Look beyond the gory imagination to sense the essence.

This is an excerpt of my original post – The Devil’s Face, that I published on 21/09/2019: It’s my poem of horrors if you simply read the words. But if you dig deeper, it’s not about the blood bath. It’s about showing the real face, which we tend to hide to give the fake appearance of looking happy & great. To me, it’s not a scary poem, it’s a sacred one – a different art form.

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Spoken Word – Eyeing my Phase

The heart is eyeing my phase while I am crying
The air in my body is heavy the way I am sighing
The mind of mine is red diamond when I am mining

The fire is burning my track that I trace on thin icing
The demons are scratching my face while they’re dancing
My feet are loosing the balance, so I’m simply sliding

Time is chasing the zones that once were hiding
The walls of this form are cracking & now they’re falling
I’m unchaining my case that was suppressing the deeper calling

My voice is whispering to burning stars as they keep shining
The soul is grounding my whole in soil as if I am dying
This all is enlightening the core, it’s so exciting


Dear readers,

After Reliving, I took a time off from WP….and now I’m coming back slowly….I’ve certainly missed you & your lovely writings / art….I will try to catch up but if I can’t, then a new day & a new beginning. Here’s my new poem / spoken word – Eyeing my Phase.

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Reliving

I’m reliving tonight the old story
New details but absolutely no flooring
My scene isn’t sharp coz it’s very blurry
Looking downstairs is difficult, it’s pretty scary
Struggling with balance, so I walk slowly
Small explosions in my head are kinda crazy
So I pack my things while I’m so thirsty
Coz I’ve called the number & I’m quite ready

My face is stiff like skintight denim
Ambulance is on it way, it’s soon comin’
Paramedics popping questions & I’m up summing
Suffocated behind mask but I’m still breathing
No energy in me, I just wanna slip in
Driving to hospital, ambulance is reaching the drive-in
Thoughts are running while I’m buckled & resting
Am I on my way to get a new bleeding?

2.5 day later I found out (after tests, scanning & examinations), there were no signs of new bleeding.

If you liked my poem – Reliving, please like & comment here.

You may also like to read Trip-Track & Bleeding Numbers

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“A” Poem

Eyes wet
Mind heavy
Can’t breathe
Throat choked
Senses numbed
Fluctuating beats

Speechless as I speak
Reflections I truly see
Crystals are still green
Staring at those scenes
Memories on my screen
The heart simply bleeds

The voice of yours is stuck in me
The lines you used to write to me
The song that you did sing for me
The picture is burnt deep inside of me
The finger twitches as I type in anxiety
The silence fills the air through my poetry

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Spoken Word – The Free Flow

The anatomy of my soul is smoked in ashes with bold & if I try to extract the pure essence, then my whole will only hold the unwanted dark holes

You see the highs & the lows are the waves that splash & roar in rows in search of the very unknown in an open space that’s yet to be explored

So I keep healing my inner sores that are still bleeding the very core to steel breathing my mystical form so I steep soaring in the infinity zone

I am the free flow that see through my deep soul & then I tiptoe in my being mode to free me from my beast mode to seek peace & bring the sweet hope

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A beautiful soul – Astha

I’m sharing a very sad news….I’ve come to know that Astha’s soul has left her body on 30th April….she was fighting against covid-19….I used to read her poems, whenever she would post on WP….she was also compiler of an upcoming anthology – Utmost Feelings….I was one of the co-writers….so I was in touch with her on / off….through the whatsapp anthology group as well….that’s how I’ve come to know about this when Taruchaya – one of the co-writers pinged me & shared this sad news….the feeling of being numb & shock was instant….the last time she wrote to me was on 23rd April, where she said, her condition was bad & she would revert back in a few days….I texted her on 28th April to know how she was feeling….but no reply….it’s still hard to believe that such a young woman isn’t with us anymore….if that wasn’t enough, her mother has passed away as well due to covid-19….I can’t even imagine how her father, brother & other family members must be going through….

This short poem is dedicated to dear Astha….

My silence is screaming
My heart is bleeding
My eyes are flowing
My thoughts are heavy

I look up at the dark sky
A star is shining bright
A beautiful soul
In heaven

Love
Faith
Hope
Astha

You will forever stay within us – R.I.P. ❤️💫🙏✨

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@astha.isha

You may read my poem – Stuck as well. It’s related to the chaos due to covid-19.

Reblogging – When you look into me

You looked at me
With those intense eyes
You smiled at me
With those beautiful lips
You cried with me
With tears in your eyes
You held me tight
With those earthly arms
You gave me space
With that loving heart
You were there for me
With those meaningful words
The impression of you
Is permanent in me

The energy from the moment
Has struck me deep
The sole purpose of you
Was to look deeper into me
Where Pain & Agony
Were the different forms of Love
Where Spirituality was the only Reality
Where there was space for Anxiety
Where things were as they are
Where Manipulation was very far
I am no one
But the reflection of you
I see myself in you
When you look into me

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Stuck

Stuck in the deep
Deeply sad times
Time is running so fast
Faster than thoughts in the head
Heading to hit the wall in full speed
Speedy recovery is what we say
Saying things will be alright
All are shaken to the core
Core is losing the hope
Hoping for the best

Gates chained
Chasing the lanes
Raising the dams
Damning the senses
Facing the phases
Crawling like ants
Breathless no air
Shouting for help
Praying like insane
Catastrophe we live

Failing to play
Falling like preys
Reds in the rain
Blaming the heaven
Firing the flames
Burning the deads
Ashes are left
Smoke prevails
Soul lives
Energy is left

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