I wrote Smoking Sacred in January 2021…at that time I published it with Spoken Word…but I had to take it down within 30 minutes due to an issue (non-technical)…A couple of readers even commented on my Spoken Word…but I had to delete that part…I didn’t like doing so…coz remaining true to myself & to my readers is absolutely important…I had never done such thing before…and I don’t intend to do it again…ever…please accept my apologies…authenticity & honesty is what I flow…this is who I am…I won’t be changing that part of me for no one…take it or leave it…therefore, I’m publishing the Spoken Word now…please note, I’m not doing so for the sake of likes or positive or uplifting comment(s)…I’m doing it to make it right…the way it was supposed to be…right from the very beginning…thank you very much
The glimpse of you Refreshed the memory The sense of you Close to me The presence of you Is pure intensity The voice of yours Is sitting in me Every word of yours Is roaring inside of me Takes me back Makes me sad It makes me cry I am loosing control Is the glimpse of me Being left alone Is the presence of me No hand to hold Are the words of mine Let them flow Free the soul Free the mind Wish to set you free Let me BE Set me free
The drops in veins Are the thoughtsinsane The talk in vain Is to prompt the phase The song I sang I drop the face The sign that rays The darkest day It’s time to race And write the date To account the rate Of the countless deaths Of the tiny cells That reside in shades Of the mindless brain
The doubts are bad Are like dots embedded On a darker shed That’s propped with paints But honestly It’s to pop the pain On a block with pen So I strike the pins To disembark the bane I rock the string To shock the wave And I shot the blame To fog a name That’s bothering The inside of me
The sky is red And the ground is rain I lost the track So I walk the lane To find the peace I define the pace I blind the drapes To light the sense I side the rage To sight the sage I spine the strength To eye the main I fine the thread And dissolve the ends To embroid the change
When I walk in fresh air, I breathe your verses When I bathe in hot water, I steam your presence When I look in the mirror, I reflect your crystals When I touch my chest, I hear your music
We’re over a thousand miles apart, our energies are strongly bonded My heart is filled with your love, there are no empty spaces I’m picturing you & me together, our bodies are purely naked We’re melting into each other, the souls are smokingsacred
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This is the first time ever, I’m doing Spoken Word. It’s about my struggles, which I could see on my inner screen. So I had to write it as it was coming to me & then record it.
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
—– The Edge —–
The Edge is quite a different kind of poetry. It’s about my struggles, which I could see on my inner screen. This poem was flowing into me & I’ve written those images in the form of this freestyle poetry. It became so intense, at least in my head, that I’ve recorded it in my voice. This is the first time ever, I’m doing Spoken Word. So bear with me. I think, I’m mostly doing it for me coz it feels right, irrespective of my voice or lines.
Spoken Word – The Edge
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The feeling of being raw, real & naked with the thoughts & emotions, without bringing the consequence factor into play. It doesn’t mean, I don’t try to work hard on myself to be the better version & to simply evolve. But if the dark is too dark, then how about shadows & silhouette in light. Meaning I don’t pretend & wear a mask when I feel comfortable in my own skin.
The waves & the shocks The flash & the sparks I rise then I fall My flesh bleeds when I walk The pain speaks to me loud
The chains cut my song The layers I then rip apart The patterns hit me hard The disc cracks & it parts The track trips my path
I scratch scars with my claw My demons in me freely crawl I’m hungry but I simply starve So I scream & then I roar I’m this wild animal so raw
I’m imperfect full of flaws My ink leaks as I jot My poetry isn’t just the art It’s my life that I prompt It’s my soul that I unmask
—– Unmask —–
Unmask is a poem about being naked; being real with my thoughts & emotions. I don’t believe in hiding my face (/phase) & it simply doesn’t matter how I look coz I’ve finally come to know who I am. I often find myself caught in these thoughts that why people need to fake it. Is it to please others or is it about living in self-denial? It doesn’t mean, I don’t try to work hard on myself to be the better version & to simply evolve. It’s about being transparent & real about how I really sense & feel from my pov.
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A Dot of Hope is a multidimensional poem, which portrays that just a little hope is enough to drag yourself & others out of the misery & attacks of any form. When you are in touch with the inner peace, nothing can break you.
You dreamt that I would rot when you put the mark at my heart from the other side of the shore
You better check your clock coz I’m on your watch to put a stop on your timeless goal
I know you wish & want but you simply can’t block coz I’m simply a free & formlesssoul
It’s the way I talk whether you like it or not but I’ll free you from the twisted knots crippling your core
I promise I won’t haunt from the very top to crop your vulnerable & shielded ghost
Coz I’ve walked on the path full of thorns & my drops that looked like the bed of roses
So I’ll simply take you to the dark to show you the burningsparks from daunting dot of beautiful hope
—– A Dot of Hope —–
A Dot of Hope is a multidimensional poem, that portrays the importance of hope, when we feel as if nothing can be done to dissolve the pattern; to come out of the pain body. When you are in touch with the inner peace, nothing can break you. You can also help others to come out of their patterns by guiding them in the right direction, by showing them that little dot of hope.
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