I’m sharing my very first spoken word, that I posted on 10th December 2020 on my WordPress blog. I don’t know why I’m doing so all of a sudden but there could be several reasons – from reminiscence to reflection.
The Edge is a poem about my struggles during that time. On 7th November 2019 I was hit by brain hemorrhage on the right side. Over 1 year had passed by but it was definitely not easy for me to fully accept, understand & live with this new reality. The feeling of broken & repaired at the same time. It just didn’t affect me alone but my surroundings as well, including the family. I could see this struggle on my inner screen as flow of images. So I decided to write those images in the form of this freestyle poetry. These words became so intense, at least in my head, that I felt like recording it in my voice. I didn’t know how to create spoken word back then. I didn’t bother searching it either coz I wanted to create this spoken word immediately, with whatever technical knowledge / tools I had. So I recorded my voice on my phone, created a Powerpoint presentation on my laptop, played the voice recording on it, timed the PP slides to sync with my voice & capture this all as a video through a free screen recorder software. I’m presenting the same original spoken word to you all.
Please put sound on…
I sit sharp on the edge of my bench in the dark with a hatchet in my hand to break open my senses & to claim that my pain in the veins is not vain but insane
But I get so mad & a bit sad when I spread metal scraps on myself coz then I bleed the beads so discreet on my crease to decrease the misery
So I feel quite shaky as if my skin is so thin like a leaf & it starts to burn instantly to create the debris that comes out from the heat of the seed
I’m torn at my core that I feel this need to ease & burn my peace into pieces on the street that’s filled with so many deep & some holes unseen
So I scream in infinity with my fluctuating beat coz I can’t simply breathe & it seems I’m the beast hinged to the scene of the shattered dream
I relapse on my screen coz this all feel so diseased when I see this degree of release & then I step explicitly into the bed of fire to become the deceased
But then I focus on to drop my sores with the source of my scope in this hope that one day I’ll for sure end this whole to simply blow everything to the pure
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12 thoughts on “Spoken Word – The Edge (republished)”
That is utterly brilliant, Navin, and even more magical when hearing it in your voice.
Such a powerful piece, Navin. Wow, this is so very impactful, so happy you are better now, my friend. Much love to you. 💕
Wish you a great recovery and live to write many wonderful posts.
Powerful and brilliant. Just so incredible.
Amazingly written and read my friend.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I could listen to your spoken word all day long 👍🖤
How wonderful to hear this early recording. It is so full of the amazing lyrical poet that you are. I love this piece, dearest Navin. Thank you for sharing it with us today.✨ ❤️🌹
love hearing your voice with your poem Navin. Such a gift of pain of healing. 💕😇💗
Thank you very much, dear Cindy…I’m glad you liked my recitation 🙏✨❤️💫
I so did and you’re so welcome. Your book is finally due to arrive💗. 🤗
Oh wow, I’m honoured that you’ve ordered my book 🙏✨💟💫
Thank you very much 💫