acceptance – Navin's Poetry

Fireworks

A unique composition of tiny matters
Tightly packed in a labeled container
Dancing spark triggers animated reaction
Liftoff in a matter of a crazy short duration
Unknown height of uncontrolled levitation
Piercing the clouds of smoking dimension
Fireworks in the sky with a deafening explosion
Observing this scene in super slow motion
A swirling pattern is the new revelation
Unleashing sacred demon in Universal creation

To me, sacred demon is a zen master of different kind…this kind can be found in the pain-body, illness, suffering, difficult moments, imbalance or anything else of that sort…the whole perspective changes when one comes in contact with it…

Sacred demon is guiding me to…

look deeper…
observe & learn…
walk slower than the slowest if needed…
have a mindful approach…
take one breath at a time & forget about the rest…
appreciate the value of every word & step…
appreciate what I have at present than to focus on what I could have
see the beauty of this life

That’s the purpose of sacred demon in my eyes…but one has to “pay” to see this way…to reach this place…it’s crazy difficult at times but it’s not impossible if one is determined…this is how I see it…if I were seeing it as just a demon, then the whole story would be different…coz then it would simply “eat” me alive in no time…

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Morphine

Original poetry

Wounds visible on surface
37 metal staples my piercing
Projection displays millipede
4 times per 86400 seconds
45 days on morphine
Forcing relief in bloodstream
Tipsy my sole sense
Eyes open still dreaming
Memories haunting simply
Screaming sighs of lonely
Whispering words with no gain
Scratching glass of craving
Tearing apart my raw skin
Bleeding river but no pain
Inner beast roaring
Body burning no flames
Letting go with no claims
New energy breathing
Flying high with no wings
Black & white my true zen
Scars slowly healing
Marks surely breathing
Am I morphing into the dope thing?

Just yesterday, I had to take doc prescribed morphine after my working hours coz of unbearable pain of some different kind in my knees & shins…so, I was kinda drowsy-high afterwards…it reminded me of the time when I had to take it for 45 continuous days after the knee surgery last year…my physiotherapist told me this morning that one experiences such pain once in a while…it’s quite normal to have it but it’s intense…this poem birthed from my high time yesterday…

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The Sharp Edge

Original poetry

I’m freewriting in the dark with the diamond blade
The sharp edge is dancing wild with the lightning speed
The sparks of these lines re-form that lively phase
When I was drawn to this life on my dying slate
Hemorrhage had hammered my house in the surprising way
I was down on the floor when I finished eating my evening meal

I couldn’t rise & walk towards my grounded bed
I was struggling quite a lot with no balanced stance
So I began to slowly crawl with my warrior pace
While I was holding the drops from my sighing face
I was living that instance so raw from the shocking place
So I broke into small pieces & some enormous like the shiny vase

Tears did the crystal clear talk on my wavy stage
Fear started to poke delicate walls of my clotted brain
I couldn’t sleep under the sheet at all for several nights & days
That scene was running in slo-mo like the never ending race
I would replay & then simply pause to absorb & sense
It was an unbelievable moment after all of my reality check

The Universe was initiating a call to tell it’s time for a change
Coz I had been sleeping for too long in the shallow depths
I felt instantly I wasn’t resting anymore in the coffin case
That waking up call made me explore the enlightened space
Weakness in me to the core but I started to gain some strength
It’s time to transform my spots into the constellation of true self

This is pure sharing based on my experience…I’m neither suggesting anything nor giving any kind of advice…I’ve observed one thing about trauma in me that it doesn’t leave the body & the system…and perhaps, it will never…but the way I deal with it has changed…if I’m open to see it with the eyes of acceptance, understanding & compassion, then it doesn’t affect me with the same intensity as it used to…a mood swing is bare minimal…sometimes I do relive those scenes through the memory screen…but I don’t stop that “movie” instantly even when it’s not a nice place to be…the magical fireworks of healing has different colours, projections & decibels…it’s not necessarily a peaceful process…I feel, it’s better to see & observe the traumatic experience mindfully & let it slowly settle down than to simply block it…feel it, be with it & talk about it to the trusted dear ones and/or seek professional help if necessary…and of course, write poetry or choose another way to express it…

I’m simply sharing that hospital scene from 2019 in the form of this poetry…my purpose isn’t to gain sympathy nor am I feeling sorry for me…coz I know what I have…I have fully accepted it & I have made peace with it

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Happy & Healthy New Year

Original poetry

Every single moment is a new moment for you & me
Soon 2024 will arrive, leaving behind 2023
May the drops from the past fill the glass with acceptance, love & peace
May the pain in the dark transforms into the stars that guide us to simply be
May the flame of the core fuels the whole to manifest the magical dreams
May the formless soul remains the sole source of the divine eternally
Wishing You A Very Happy & Healthy New Year, Beautiful Being

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The Mourn Sky

Original poetry, Publications

I’m sharing the second poem that was published in Adelaide Literary Magazine’s No.61 issue, October 2023…l hope you’d enjoy reading – The Mourn Sky ✨🌕💫☀️

The Mourn Sky

I haven’t slept a minute the whole night
Coz I’m stuck with me in this lost fight
The restlessness in me is like a landslide
Reminiscing the scenes with my wet eyes

I know the reality, it’s so black-white
I still dream if the things were otherwise
The longing to kiss the lips at times
The feeling to simply melt when I hold tight

It takes me to this place with warm light
I can’t even speak this moment coz I’ve no voice
So I touch buttons on my screen to flow rhymes
To dissolve the feelings while I see the mourn sky

I know my reality, it’s my own choice
Coz the purpose of me is to give life
To live from the deep is to keep dying
The love grows in me like a beautiful child

I haven’t closed my lids this whole time
But it’s time to wake up is the inner calling
To shed my skin made of wants & desires
But I’m just a human, I too bleed & sigh

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The Constellation

Original poetry

Feet are glowing with burns
Eyes are flooded by surge
Mind is chasing the search
Body is facing the swirls
Unable to speak a single word
Coz path seems so crazy tough
But giving up isn’t the term
Exploring the unknown is the thirst
Walking the rough in pure trust
Lightning is the flow of the blood

Leaves are floating in the fall
The tree is standing naked & tall
Roots are gripping the ground
Universe is quietly observing it all
Sky is now having this talk
Key is the constellation in the dark
To unlock the unseen transparent port
Sun is slowly raising the bars
Pain is the seed that grows into love
Where love is the raw beat of the heart

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Pancakes

Original poetry

On my kitchen floor I stand still
A thought appears at a normal bandwidth
When I start mixing the fine flour with
Eggs, salt, beer & some oat milk
To make batter for the pancakes
While I tune-in to some old tracks

But I’m sure you can already sense that
It’s not about cooking golden brown pancakes
I’m simply shaking the manmade pain can
Without triggering the vapours escape my brain cells
It’s my way to ‘handle with care’ the fragile caged self
It’s to pencil the portrait of my shaded landscape

Pain & I know each other better than the pen-friends
We used to play hide & scream quite often back then
That led to fluctuating beat underneath the bare chest
There were times when we used to play the game of plain chess
The swift moves we framed on those black & white squared shapes
To win the battle through defence / attack in a split splash

Didn’t know I was battling against myself through those matches
The Pawn, Knight, Bishop, Rook, Queen & King were my own images
I realized it was never about winning, losing or those checkmates
The key was to keep myself in check with acceptance at a mindful pace
Coz I know, there will always be pain in one or the other way
But there will also be love in several forms in this Milky Way

By the way, I wasn’t cooking those pancakes for myself
I was flipping me to observe different dimensions in this heating process

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The Deep Ocean

Original poetry

I see you so clear
Your sense is so real
The flow in the veins
It all feels so intense
Looking at the sky
Shaken to the very core
The beats fluctuate
The ground resonates
Listening to its tiny voice
Giving attention and warmth
Accepting it whatever it is
Irrespective of its form
Feeling weak and little broken
Wearing bare skin without layers
I am no one but an explorer
Searching myself in the deep ocean