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 – 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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A poem – Automatic

It’s simply automatic & kinda symptomatic when I’m out to see the unsystematic flow of this inner darkness when I layer myself with the transparent sheet that looks quite fantastic coz it’s ornamented with the fragments of my provocative thoughts

But the sword on my claustrophobic plot is dancing so hot as if it’s about to sore & cut open my throat to penetrate the screaming walls of my cracked fort that in reality can’t even afford the heavy blows coz then it throws the red pearls out to the shore to shut down the light of my burning core

This whole coat the unseen holes on my shaky course with the pragmatic approach to integrate the scorching arithmetic quotes by simply torching floors filled with scouting horrors with the glow of a rhythmic unknown to simply show the unmatched power of the so called smoking soul

But then this cinematic scene explodes & I freely fall on this ecstatic floor where I start transcribing my countless flaws with my crazy traumatic claws into the poetic form where I take an accelerated pause to finally get lost in the edges of my sleepless jaws to wait for another daunting but quite exotic dawn

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Mindless Brain

The drops in veins
Are the thoughts insane
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

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A verse from my upcoming poem

 The drops in veins    
Are the thoughts insane
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

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A poem – Colorful Theme

I’m trying to close my sleepy eyes so I can finally fall asleep
And I’m covering myself in layers before I impatiently start to freeze
But my anxiety is propping me to fall hard on my once operated knees
So I end up playing in dark this reckless game of hide & scream

I’m seeing countless spots on this black & white transparent plastic sheet
My mind is bleeding red diamonds when I walk barefoot on this edgy street
My numbness is on/off frustrating me, it’s wanting me to switch on my freak
I’m turning blue, so I’m blueprinting a list if you know what I mean

Can you see my lids are carrying these bloody tears?
Can you feel my blood is boiling in my crazy heat?
Can you believe I sometimes feel like torching my entire scene?
Can you even reach when I want to bury my body infinite feet?

But then I dive into your green sea to see me with pure clarity
I play your crystal clear music to string me with sweet melody
I absorb your fine lines to levitate me with this magical imagery
I write the (U’n’I)verse of love when I sense your profound energy

I see the moon is shining with open mentality
I see the stars are burning in azure spirituality
I see the sky is evolving with colorful theme
I see the sun is beaming hope inside of me

This all reset the entire picture of my entangled reality
Love is stitching & healing my scars in peace & prosperity
I know, I’m not leaving yet coz I’ve just come out of catastrophe
You’re my sacred mirror, I can see the white light inside of me

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A poem – My Words

It’s getting late in this very cold night
So I’m trying to close my tired eyes
The problem is that they aren’t at all dry
My thoughts are galloping but I can’t even ride
My fingers are frozen, so I’m struggling to write
But here I am still awake to simply freestyle

I’m just expressing how a train wreck feels like
I could be brain dead but I’m very alive
Honesty is what I breathe & not the lies
The highs & the lows of this crazy life
Everything seems unreal in pure realtime
My walls were once painted with pure real joy

I won’t give up easily coz I love you so high
Until I hear one last time, it’s all over & goodbye
Coz I can still sense the pure energy deep inside
I know you love me, it’s just not in my mind
The beautiful crystals so sacred & divine
The melodious voice so sweet & so fine

My words are forming this formless fire
My heart is braking, it used to freely fly
I guess, I wasn’t the type even though I did say & type
I’m lost & shaking, there’s no inner light
I’m blue & shrinking but I’ll always see your shine
I feel like bagging myself to forever hide

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