A poem – Burning the Soul

It could be difficult to see that every single moment can be a struggle if lived from the shallow. On the other hand, life can be a flow if every moment is lived from the deep. I happen to seesaw quite a lot.

Curves on my scene
Writing on the screen

Spots in my brain
Mending the frame

Numbness in arm
Playing the b-ball

Sweating on forehead
Focusing like insane

Restless is my mind
Resting to thrive

Snapping the strings
Isolating in my crib

Losing my skin
Feeling so sick

Death in my voice
Tearing ocean to dive

Burning the soul
Stomping the floor

Staring at stars
Sensing the void

Closing my eyes
Balancing the path

Beasting the art
Beats of my heart

—– Burning the Soul —–

Burning the Soul is a poem about my struggle. I fall, I rise & then I fall again. I don’t rise every single time. Sometimes I need help & sometimes I keep trying until I rise again. It’s a learning process if I look at the things from one angle. It’s a new way of living this life if I look deeper. Everything appears so tough & difficult from time to time and yet every single thing can be simple, beautiful & mindful. I do have two different pairs of spects – i) to look only upto the surface, ii) to see through the layers. I use them both from tip to toe, depending on my state of mind / heart.

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Please check these poems as well: (1) Drop-dead, (2) Magnificent Bastards by YouLittleCharmer

Thanks to runjidoesart for letting me use digital image of her beautiful painting.

For more information on original poetry, I encourage you to check the Home and About me pages.

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)

For more information on original poetry, I encourage you to check the Home and About me pages.