Spoken Word – Transparent

The sky paints this transparent scene
The clouds are floating freely
The sun rays pass through the beams
The nature of magical energies

The airwaves sync the melody
The highs & lows flow exquisitely
The ripples are echoing the sea
The ground is rooting my feet

The track is ripping my skin
The layers are burning to thin
The time is watching it still
The drops are cleansing the film

The naked is pure not obscene
The change is to unchain the theme
The patterns are revealing the unseen
The scars are opening the deep

The seam is melting cracked piece
The noise is filtered to peace
The voice I break is to feel
The rhyme I ride is to be

Spoken Word – Transparent

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A poem – Firing Shots

Firing Shots Image

I’m ready to play this crazy game
Firing shots at my mindless brain
Killing the dead spots from point-blank range
Freaking my beast out & the senseless rage
It’s time to transform the savage to a sage
It’s time to free my soul from this solid cage
I’m taking the steps to change my deeper state
I’m dissolving the imbalance & my wavy pain
These bullets was pointing at my shaky phase
It’s to awaken my senses, not to kill me dead

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Spoken Word – Dream

I was about to publish my new poem…but the fact is, it’s Dream I’m sensing in me…so I had to remain true to myself…therefore, I’ve created Spoken Word of my poem – Dream

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Dream

Dream
I sleep in my shed with no sheet on my shape to reveal myself in this naked dream
Skin
I could sense your delicate presence and your gentle touch on my rough & wounded skin
Lips
The wet taste of tenderness was breathless when your reminiscence kissed my thirsty lips
Sync
The beauty & the beast I could reel with the tip of my screams in one single & effortless sync
Beat
These days my heart is burning in fire & dark memories, so I pen my art with sighs & I drop the beat
Tears
Longing to belong & to be can stream the rivery of my inner scene into the whispers of my lonely tears
Green
The thing is that I can see the serene smile instantly & sea the shine of your waterfall with crystals green
Miss
The pink thread & pinpricks did stitch mess & paint sick but the fact remains it’s still you that I purely miss
You
It’s you I mirror & it’s you I loved with pure intention but today only your reflection is left in the song – it’s you

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Spoken Word – Automatic

Dear all,

I’m publishing Spoken Word of my poem from 14/04/2021 – Automatic

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Reblogging – The Devil’s Face (video)

I’m republishing my old poem – The Devil’s Face in a new form….Every single element of this video is created by myself….poem, photo, piano (well, hitting the keys), special effects etc….I’m simply experimenting & at the same time, connecting with the I in me….

Look beyond the gory imagination to sense the essence.

This is an excerpt of my original post – The Devil’s Face, that I published on 21/09/2019: It’s my poem of horrors if you simply read the words. But if you dig deeper, it’s not about the blood bath. It’s about showing the real face, which we tend to hide to give the fake appearance of looking happy & great. To me, it’s not a scary poem, it’s a sacred one – a different art form.

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Spoken Word – Eyeing my Phase

The heart is eyeing my phase while I am crying
The air in my body is heavy the way I am sighing
The mind of mine is red diamond when I am mining

The fire is burning my track that I trace on thin icing
The demons are scratching my face while they’re dancing
My feet are loosing the balance, so I’m simply sliding

Time is chasing the zones that once were hiding
The walls of this form are cracking & now they’re falling
I’m unchaining my case that was suppressing the deeper calling

My voice is whispering to burning stars as they keep shining
The soul is grounding my whole in soil as if I am dying
This all is enlightening the core, it’s so exciting


Dear readers,

After Reliving, I took a time off from WP….and now I’m coming back slowly….I’ve certainly missed you & your lovely writings / art….I will try to catch up but if I can’t, then a new day & a new beginning. Here’s my new poem / spoken word – Eyeing my Phase.

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Reliving

I’m reliving tonight the old story
New details but absolutely no flooring
My scene isn’t sharp coz it’s very blurry
Looking downstairs is difficult, it’s pretty scary
Struggling with balance, so I walk slowly
Small explosions in my head are kinda crazy
So I pack my things while I’m so thirsty
Coz I’ve called the number & I’m quite ready

My face is stiff like skintight denim
Ambulance is on it way, it’s soon comin’
Paramedics popping questions & I’m up summing
Suffocated behind mask but I’m still breathing
No energy in me, I just wanna slip in
Driving to hospital, ambulance is reaching the drive-in
Thoughts are running while I’m buckled & resting
Am I on my way to get a new bleeding?

2.5 day later I found out (after tests, scanning & examinations), there were no signs of new bleeding.

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You may also like to read Trip-Track & Bleeding Numbers

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A beautiful soul – Astha

I’m sharing a very sad news….I’ve come to know that Astha’s soul has left her body on 30th April….she was fighting against covid-19….I used to read her poems, whenever she would post on WP….she was also compiler of an upcoming anthology – Utmost Feelings….I was one of the co-writers….so I was in touch with her on / off….through the whatsapp anthology group as well….that’s how I’ve come to know about this when Taruchaya – one of the co-writers pinged me & shared this sad news….the feeling of being numb & shock was instant….the last time she wrote to me was on 23rd April, where she said, her condition was bad & she would revert back in a few days….I texted her on 28th April to know how she was feeling….but no reply….it’s still hard to believe that such a young woman isn’t with us anymore….if that wasn’t enough, her mother has passed away as well due to covid-19….I can’t even imagine how her father, brother & other family members must be going through….

This short poem is dedicated to dear Astha….

My silence is screaming
My heart is bleeding
My eyes are flowing
My thoughts are heavy

I look up at the dark sky
A star is shining bright
A beautiful soul
In heaven

Love
Faith
Hope
Astha

You will forever stay within us – R.I.P. ❤️💫🙏✨

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You may read my poemStuck as well. It’s related to the chaos due to covid-19.

Stuck

Stuck in the deep
Deeply sad times
Time is running so fast
Faster than thoughts in the head
Heading to hit the wall in full speed
Speedy recovery is what we say
Saying things will be alright
All are shaken to the core
Core is losing the hope
Hoping for the best

Gates chained
Chasing the lanes
Raising the dams
Damning the senses
Facing the phases
Crawling like ants
Breathless no air
Shouting for help
Praying like insane
Catastrophe we live

Failing to play
Falling like preys
Reds in the rain
Blaming the heaven
Firing the flames
Burning the deads
Ashes are left
Smoke prevails
Soul lives
Energy is left

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