Closing my eyes
Balancing the path
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Snippet from my upcoming poem
A Dot of Hope
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.
I’m just a dot if you zoom out to see the spot on this beautiful & lively zone
That’s all you want if you wish to lock when you hold the schaft & look patiently through the scope
I’ll turn into thick fog if you take a shot with your tainted thoughts painted with senseless strokes
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 & formless soul
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 burning sparks 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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Please check poem about: Inner Peace (1), Libra Heart (2), Brewing (3)
A poem – You and I
You & I is a poem about how I look at you & how you look at me (not literally). The contrast between lightness & darkness, love & pain, feminine & masculine, yin & yang and Self & Being.
I’m flying high in the clear blue sky
My eyes are fixed on you with pure desire
Your sensual curvy form is making me to sigh
You look burning hot with your intense fire
The beauty in the beautiful you, it’s pure divine
The beating of your beautiful heart, your love is making me to dive-in
The fragrant beautiful essence you contain, I’m deeply in trance
The beautiful silhouette of you on my surface, I’m simply entrapped
You’re the magical scenery, I’m the dark shade on your canvas
You’re the infinite space, I’m the black spot in your universe
You’re the vast ocean, I’m the sharp edge in your deepness
You’re looking in the mirror, I’m the tear sitting on your eyelid
—– You and I —–
You and I is a poem about different types of contrast in life, like how darkness is important to be the light, why pain is related to love and how each human has two different sides. Sometimes patterns can take over and can change the picture instantly from heart (being) connection to body controlled by the mind (self).
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Related: Poem About Realization (1), Darkness & Light (2), Ocean Eyes (3)
A Poem about…Burning the Self
This poem is about how the Self overshadows the Being, as I get entangled in my own patterns. How pain, rage, damaged brain & veins create the image of the haunted phase, while the Being is simply present in its pure essence behind these patterns, created by the Self.
Burning the Self is a poem, through which I’m trying to set me free. Poetry helps me in resetting the eye of an I, which is often covered with pain body of different emotions.
Let me free me from my see-through & tight hold of the reins
The shining pearls I’m dripping in this beautiful & heavy rain
The clouds are dark & heavy, they are veiling my layers of pain
Crazy lines I’m scripting through the multiple black spots in my damaged brain
It’s not in vain when I say my phase is the one controlling my haunted scene
It’s like the red tint is tainted when it flows out from the inside of my stressed out veins
The way my top frame is screaming out in top form the rising rage
I go crazy when my brain blows out in pieces to ride the insanely strong waves
My mind is sometimes constrained in square shapes, I’m not able to losen my grip
Sharp thorns I’m shedding by burning the outer surface of my thick skin
Deep dents I’m hammering out of the deformed shape of my swirling face
It’s my Being standing out peacefully behind the ashes of my burning Self
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More poetry and poem about self & being: 7 Days in Hell, Bleeding Orchid (1). Giving up, a poem written during a dark hopeless time (2). Related to a poem about self and being burning.
That Man
I snapped like crazy on my kids & wife. No one could reach me as I turned in this fire-spitting devil. My family got scared of me & kids were crying. Later the same evening, when I came to my senses, I was crying, feeling anxious & was breathing heavily while I was asking myself, what the hell on this earth I was thinking & doing. If I act & react like this, I would traumatize my own family because of my deeds & patterns. That night was terrible for the whole family.
He’s an average man with his own imbalances
He feels like that freelancer with a lance tipped with steel in his hand
Who pokes others’ feelings unintentionally so they bleed coz he’s somewhat scared
The explosions of balloons with sudden release of the air
Sometimes he realizes too late, then he gets kinda stressed & very upset
He then wishes to set himself on fire to feel their pain
To leave his own head, to see himself burning in those crazy flames
To let go of his soul in the deeper & dark space
Sometimes a single moment can trigger a shot in his head
That everything becomes meaningless & then he becomes so sad
Breathing heavily while anxiety is reaching at his door steps
Feeling helpless, so he locks his head with heavy chains to feel safe
He’s trying to find his real ground to come out of the underground hell
He’s not trying to be perfect coz he knows that he can’t
But he’s trying to do everything to be a better man
He doesn’t believes in hiding, so he reveals that I’m that man
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Painting this Picture
I’m visualizing every line of this poem as this is what I’m feeling. The lines are flowing in me; this poem is occurring to me. It’s my spiritual way of dealing & healing myself.
Tear my eyes to ocean
Tear my body into pieces
Break open the dark skies
Break me into phases
Paint my face in thick red
Paint my phrase to crazy
Pain me till I feel the edges
Pain me to find the inner space
Falling from top of the hill
Falling to reach my grounding
Diving to kill the killzone
Diving to meet the unknown
Dying to repair the top shelf
Dying to reborn my whole self
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Happy B’day My Dearest Wife
This poem is dedicated to my wife on her b’day, expressing how I feel and how she’s been supporting me & being there for the whole family in difficult times.
- You are that golden & intense sunshine
- Who lighten up my darkened shades & gloomy signs
- Even though we’re going through very difficult times
- It’s you, who has kept me & the family alive
- You’re the beautiful being with the sense of the sublime
- The heart of yours is pure & divine
- The emotions flow in you as the waves – sinusoid
- I’m deeply thankful that you’re in my life
- I know, I don’t always show it & sometimes I make you cry
- But you must know that I love you very high, you’re the magical kind
- Jan – A Very Happy B’day from our beautiful kids & me – my dearest & beautiful wife
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Pills, Pieces & Peace
I am going crazy in my mind, tired in my body & loosing energy. Pain in my body, unable to sleep & epilepsy is making me to take quite heavy cocktail of pills – medication.
Taking the strong epilepsy pills twice a day since I’ve got the cramps
Every night painkiller & anti histamin join this insane party of flashy pills
Feeling doped but I still can’t sleep or get rid of the body pain
Hoping this all will soon end coz I don’t want to be pills’ dependent
Pills are keeping a few things away from me
But they’re also poisoning me slowly
So many chemicals in my body flowing, pure impurity
Don’t have enough energy to handle them & still remain me
The feeling of moving 2 steps forward & 1 backward
It’s not that things aren’t moving on the right path
But it doesn’t mean I feel normal as I used to be
Perhaps that’s the meaning to redefine & redesign me
Sometimes it’s irritating when I can’t hold the things with my left hand as I used to be
Every other day I’m breaking something into pieces, that brings the frustration into me
But I’m not giving up & I won’t coz keep failing is the way of learning
Mesmerized at the same time how brain has affected me physically & mentally
The feeling of handicap comes & goes when I can’t do the things I used to
Struggling to do the small things that used to be so normal back then to me
Where I never had to think of “how to” or “now let me see”
I must drop the phrase “that I used to be” coz I need to rewire to reach where I used to be
At times I feel the heavy burden on the whole family
Just want to break down this wall with my left fist & want to scream
Until every single brick gets crushed or falls apart
Where I retain my balance without my brain makes me feel dizzy
Don’t tell me it’s very normal
Don’t tell me this is how it is
Don’t tell me it’s a part of the process
Don’t tell me I’m not getting crazy
No, I’m not writing so you feel bad about me
No, sympathy is the last thing I need
Perhaps this is the reminder to be thankful for every single thing
It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small or very simple thing
I’m calm & determined but restless & annoyed at the same time
Complex but that’s what’s going on
Still learning to accept my situation
Where the key is patience & inner peace
They can’t be found anywhere but in the burning core of this human being
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Slow & Steady
I was feeling terribly frightened when I started picturing if I weren’t alive. I strongly believe that everything happens for a reason. I had a new bleeding in bleeding at the hospital and I started thinking, there’s a deeper meaning of it. The universe is trying to tell me, trying to teach things from the beginning. It’s like a new awakening. When I grasped that, my point of view changed, spiritual side has kicked in. The only way to survive & live is to take slow & steady steps.
Once upon a time
I saw the dark skies
The stars were shining bright
But the inside of me was in terrible fright
The night then passed by
The sun was showering its golden light
But I was picturing the worst if I weren’t alive
The confidence was lacking in me at that time
Picturing scenes with horrible endings
Where my family left behind with my ashes & nothing
Paralyzed body & unstable mind was planting these thoughts in my grounding
Everything was unclear & unsharp with bad timing
But then I invited myself to meet me
To look at the things differently with the eyes of spirituality
I believe everything happens for a reason, nothing is coincidentally
This bleeding in bleeding tells me something deeper than the mind can grasp mentally
Then I decided to reset my inside
I started to accept my new reality inside & out
I understood no wonder was going to happen overnight
Slow & steady progress is the only way to find the stable ground
To reach the unknown places, where I can reunite the soul, the body & the mind
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