A poem – Smoking Soul

I can hear the silence
Silence is violent
Violence is fighting
This fight is painful
Pain is so hungry
Hunger is craving
This craving is crazy
Crazy are emotions
Emotion is a feeling
Feeling is deluded
Delusions are exploding
Explosions are hurting
Hurt is not worthy
Worth is so dirty
Dirt is though earthly
Earth is the grounding
Grounded in deep gravity
Gravity is levitating
Levitate the outer space
Space is full of circles
Circle of tiny dots
Dots are the elements
Elements are flowing
The flow of pure smoke
Smoke is formless
Forming the eternal soul
Soul is the purest beat
Beating of heart
Heart is breathing
Breath of inner peace
Peace is to love
Loving to live
Living to keep dying
Dying to relive from the deep

—– Smoking Soul —–

Smoking Soul is a poem about how I sometimes can hear the silence. Sometimes silence is violent, which triggers the chain reaction of emotions & observations. How it takes me to different phases and how it guides me to reconnect to the pure energy in the end – the beautiful / smoking soul. I am sure, it is not just relevant to me but to many others.

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Please check these poems as well: Darkness – the intense light (1), Not A Trophy by Spirited Soul (2), This Animal is Back(3)

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Lightning Rhymes

Sometimes it’s difficult to come out of anxiety, restlessness & similar emotions, which trigger a piercing sensation in my brain. I’m learning to live one moment at a time to find peace, instead of thinking about my future.

Living in thoughts could be comfortable
Embracing the present seems unacceptable
Reality can be so unbelievable
Painbody is snapping me to unusual
Loving edges of perfect imperfections
Healing the soul is sole intention

Deep scars on my brutal blood surface
Arrows piercing in my broken top shelf
Bleeding river from my sensitive vessels
Crying ocean when I’m feeling restless
Feeling crazy when I skip the deep breaths
Unleashing devil when I’m manic anxious

Extinguishing sparks to calm the burning ashes
Expressing emotions to hit the freaking reset
Grinding patterns to feel the pure sand
Writing lines with my wondered senses
Lightning rhymes with my thunder pencil
Riding waves in search of peace & balance

—– Lightning Rhymes —–

Lightning Rhymes is a poem about the struggle to free myself from the sticky web of patterns & emotions. Sometimes I succeed & sometimes, I simply don’t. I’m learning every single moment to “deal” with me in order to find the inner peace. When the snapping snaps; when I loose my balance (psychological as well as physical), the whole ground shakes. It’s just not myself, who get affected.

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Please check these poems as well: Conjurer by PoeEternal (1), Parentheses and blinding light by Choices (2), My Hissssing Eye (3)

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navinspoems.com is now navinspoetry.com

As you’re already aware that I was facing several issues for the last 70 days or so with my site – navinspoems.com. The biggest issue was that almost none of my readers were receiving any notifications. Therefore, I’ve shutdown my old site & have created this brand new site – navinspoetry.com. I’m still in the process of updating this new site. But I wanted to update you with this new development.

Problems with navinspoems were constantly running in my mind
I was facing several issues for several weeks with my site
Whenever I was publishing fresh ryhmes, I couldn’t catch your sharp sight
Migrated away for supposedly something better with my closed eyes
Almost none could reach me as if I were hiding at greater heights
Restlessness & anxiety gave me company during the sleepless nights
I was stuck in a deep hole as if I couldn’t move & fly
So now I’ve killed navinspoems without committing any crime
To give birth to navinspoetry, it’s my brand new sign
What’s the point of light & darkness if I can’t show my phases of different kinds
I hope you’ll keep supporting my poetry with your presence & radiant shine

Please visit navinspoetry.com & follow if you still wish to read my poems ✨🙏❤️

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A Poem: The Beautiful Souls & A Crazy Mind

I’m sharing my new poem, which I wrote last night, quite late, as I felt the words in me & I had to write them down right away. The stressful situation at home with everyone in the family – quite swamped.

The level of stress is too high
It doesn’t take a lot before everyone gets emotional & then the cry

This all started from the time back then
When I got hit by the bleeding in my damn brain

I see it every day how they react & act
It doesn’t take a whole lot to see them & myself crumble like a house of domino set

A small discomfort in him & he looses his cool
The whole house upside down the next moment coz he feels the world has turned against him & is so cruel

Now this other one is very sensitive & stressed out in his own way
He cries quite often these days & he keeps opposing me whatever I do or say

She’s trying her best to take the burden on her shoulders
But the threshold is crazy high, so she starts slowly to smoulder

She’s the other pillar of this beautiful home
She needs me coz it’s almost impossible to bear everything on her own

I’m going through a lot with my things as well
The feeling to isolate myself to find peace in that deep well

It’s not that I play insensitive or blind
I do sense things but I’m going kinda crazy in my own weird mind

I know if I fall apart once again
This sacred house will shatter into pieces, end of the game

So I try to calm my crazy mind & frozen nerves
It’s not easy though, I know how it is when body starts to burn

But no matter what, I give my words, I won’t give up
They’ve gone through a lot, it’s time to hit the switch, to brighten up

They need space, kisses & hugs from time to time
I’m here for them, it’s the end of this soulful ryhme

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Related: Shadorma poem: Family or solitude (1). A poem about love and relationships: unfair (2). See the beautiful souls and a crazy mind.