Spoken Word – The demons in me

You can find this poem in my book – Lightning Rhymes

The demons in me (edited version)

The demons in me
are screaming and dancing
making me restless

The demons in me
are whispering and laughing
making me nervous

The demons in me
are twisting and turning
not letting me breathe

The demons in me
are nesting inside me
trying to break me in pieces

The demons in me
are simply reflections
my own interpretations

The demons in me
I recognize them now
so I let them stay
without giving attention

The demons in me
are Control, Ego and Pain-body
nobody but me can set them free

The demons in me
wish to open my Heart
so I let my Self leave
to be the very Being


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Spoken Word – Oh dear Anxiety

Oh dear Anxiety

I hear this anxiety is escalating slowly on my top floor
While silence is hiding under the pillow from the screaming thoughts
Restlessness has started filling my rough surface with the titanium foam
I’m breathing heavily & shivering but it’s not coz it’s freezing cold
So I start kneading my feet against each other to feel the needed warmth
My body is gradually curling under the duvet in the consoling C form
Anxiety is shaking me with this weird feeling of being the immortal corpse

It’s exhausting & daunting to choose this path to be all alone
But my mind is fighting constantly while the heart has chosen to let it go
My fluid eyes are wired to this immersive scene where I lay on bed & freely float
I let anxiety travel inside of me without allowing it to absorb the shiny core
It’s pinpointing these tiny dots on its way to create a meaningful flow
This movement is painful but it’s better than to cage anxiety in the concealed box
So I’m mindfully reconnecting to the silence where there’s no need to speak anymore


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Brainless

I don’t know what I’m writing while I’m riding on these high & heavy waves coz it feels as if I’m the riot dressed as the dark knight that’s dicing the dark night into the liquid black diamonds to create this crazy environment that appears quite obnoxious as it starts to simply sparkle by the quiet flow of several mercury droplets that are dripping in line on quite uneven ground & merging together to form the contrasting soundless choir

I then choose to close my red eyes to empty this glass filled with edgy violence so I can make some space & listen to the storm of frozen silence that I breathe when I sit on the pilot seat in my once bled brainless but sharp carbon steel mind to take this very long turbulent flight to the figure eight shaped infinite to reach this place somewhere in between darkness & daylight where I start to flip the tinted & blurred slides under the flickering but intense light on this unknown street to reveal this crowded scene of real life


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Stop fixing Me – Just simply Be

Listen to your inner voice
Sense the gut feeling
The intuition
It is the deepest and purest voice
It is the voice of wisdom
Try not to give attention to the voice of fear
The voice of pain-body
Turn down the volume of the mind
Talking to you constantly
Telling you what to and what not to do
It will eat away the very essence of you
Let it go and breathe freely
Don’t let the anxiety control the flow of air
Open the doors of higher sense perception
Listen to the heart
WYBIWYSIWYG
What You Believe Is What You See Is What You Get
Know yourself well
Be your true friend
Self-love is the key
Don’t be afraid of falling
There’s always a curled learning
Even dark has light
Connecting with silence is not being quiet
Being vulnerable is not the weakness…
…Was the conversation between I and mySelf


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The Lone Tree

My brain cells are circular stencils of different instances that keep swirling when I stand still

My pain cell that I’m caged in is appearing under the dark light on a rice sheet as I pencil

The visual of this projected engraving is caved in when I drone me to sea my senses

This heavy feeling is laminated under the thin film with cold heat of the sensitive relations

My blood streams very slowly when the noisy surroundings cross ways to wrong me

This reality is so astounding & extraordinary when I reel it on my mind screen

The balance is swinging on thin time string as my heart speaks with silent beats

My words leave the branches as the red leaves coz it’s the fall season of this lone tree

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Spoken Word – The Edge (republished)

I’m sharing my very first spoken word, that I posted on 10th December 2020 on my WordPress blog. I don’t know why I’m doing so all of a sudden but there could be several reasons – from reminiscence to reflection.

The Edge is a poem about my struggles during that time. On 7th November 2019 I was hit by brain hemorrhage on the right side. Over 1 year had passed by but it was definitely not easy for me to fully accept, understand & live with this new reality. The feeling of broken & repaired at the same time. It just didn’t affect me alone but my surroundings as well, including the family. I could see this struggle on my inner screen as flow of images. So I decided to write those images in the form of this freestyle poetry. These words became so intense, at least in my head, that I felt like recording it in my voice. I didn’t know how to create spoken word back then. I didn’t bother searching it either coz I wanted to create this spoken word immediately, with whatever technical knowledge / tools I had. So I recorded my voice on my phone, created a Powerpoint presentation on my laptop, played the voice recording on it, timed the PP slides to sync with my voice & capture this all as a video through a free screen recorder software. I’m presenting the same original spoken word to you all.

Please put sound on…

I sit sharp on the edge of my bench in the dark with a hatchet in my hand to break open my senses & to claim that my pain in the veins is not vain but insane

But I get so mad & a bit sad when I spread metal scraps on myself coz then I bleed the beads so discreet on my crease to decrease the misery

So I feel quite shaky as if my skin is so thin like a leaf & it starts to burn instantly to create the debris that comes out from the heat of the seed

I’m torn at my core that I feel this need to ease & burn my peace into pieces on the street that’s filled with so many deep & some holes unseen

So I scream in infinity with my fluctuating beat coz I can’t simply breathe & it seems I’m the beast hinged to the scene of the shattered dream

I relapse on my screen coz this all feel so diseased when I see this degree of release & then I step explicitly into the bed of fire to become the deceased

But then I focus on to drop my sores with the source of my scope in this hope that one day I’ll for sure end this whole to simply blow everything to the pure

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I published my book on 7th November 2021 – exactly 2 years after the bleeding. It’s my second birth or perhaps the first real one.

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Spoken Word – From Nothingness to Emptiness

I’m walking on this path where the scene is changing constantly or at least, this is how it appears

I pierce the pillars of ice, fire, storm, rocks, rain, brain, waves, wires, pliers, rhythm, blues & nothing

I’m cold, hot, freezing, burning, humid, sensitive, sensible, lonely, connected, sage, insane, rough, fine, pain, joy & nothing

That nothing is everything when I sense this empty field with my closed eyes & when I sea it with the eyes opened

So often I’m calmly, mindfully, open heartedly surrounded by the surrendering & nurturing nature herbs of this supernatural Universe

Acceptance plays an important role in order to roll forward towards the highest order, which is unconditional love for myself & for the different reflections of me in the form of other human beings in my life that I see in the mirror of my I

High I am not at this or any other point of time where I type systematically the stereotyped lines that might act as the synthetic steroid to my ego muscle that proclaims that I’m the shine of the divine

The sign that I’m trying to light by switching the noise of high screams with the sensitive sound of sighs is to reveal that my ground could be the breathtaking landscape but it could also be the heartbreaking landslide

But to hide in the depths or the heights of the tides is not me & my type even when I can’t subside my pain side that I tend to subconsciously subscribe coz I’m not always able to be in oneness with nothingness

Needless to point this attention at the pointed needle which at times is ready to prick my demons stored in my cloud brain, that are kinda ready to devour every single vowel to break the meaningful words into meaningless carnage

The damage they cause in that coarse course is colossal that it’s close to irreparable but I still prepare myself by prepaying the cost of the vibrational effect from my different reflections by catching my own breath, which in reality is to reconnect with my senses to reset & dissolve my scene in the very present but perhaps it’s already too late coz I feel that I’m sitting with nothing but emptiness

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Music created in GarageBand.

Gunshots

Two men were talking outside
They weren’t agreeing on something, it’s obvious
It then turned into an open & heated quarrel
This picture changed its course right away
One of the men lost it coz he was unwired
His uneasy mind suddenly began to short circuit
The feeling to kill other guy, to make him forever quiet
He took his gun out & pointed it at this guy’s body

Pap Pap
Pause
Painful cry
And then
Pure silence
Gunshots were fired
Blood all over the place & now that man was quietly lying
He got shot on the street in broad daylight

Hang on with me to see another scene, I’m not just rhyming
A young kid got his eye on this piece of iron
His eyes were fixed on his automatic rifle
He’s not happy, so he was simply smiling
Deep down he’s actually something planning
He was visualizing the scene in his twisted mind
He looked at the firearms last time & he switched off the light
Next day was the very day he was gonna use the deadly toys
He checked everything meticulously in the morning
He drove to this school in his car filled with firearms
His eyes were dead, he was filled with pure violence
He got off the car loaded with bullets & rifle
He was walking in the hallway like the storm so soundless

Rat-Tat-Tat
Was the sound echoing in the sky
Several kids were wounded in the school this time
Some of them were already dead & some were slowly dying
The horrific bloody scene was so alive
Terror
Trauma
Fear
Panic
Screams
They were hiding & crying
At some point 911 was dialled
They said cops were on their way, they were soon arriving
The skies were then roaring with so many sirens
Police & ambulances were coordinating & tactically lining
The killer was still spraying bullets like water droplets
Maximum destruction in his head, he kept firing
Innocent kids covered in blood, they kept dying

Such horrendous incidents every other day has become so common
Pap Pap, Rat-Tat-Tat, Bang-Bang are the sounds so common
Killings due to disagreements, racism, mental instability & more are so common
Gun violence in the name of self protection is so common
This abnormal behaviour has become so bloody common
Every other person owns the gun is so very common
Government condenm such incidents & then move on is so very common
Empty talks but no action is the scene so very common

The superpower on the surface of this world but truly powerless at the bottom
Not providing a decent life to the citizens ain’t no superpower
Trillions of dollars on warfare but poor for own people is the problem
Not looking at the root cause to see why this all is happening is the problem
Walking blindly on the river of blood & tears is the huge problem
Accepting this so very common phenomenon is the very problem
40 k per year on an average dying alone in USA due to crazy gun violence
When is it ever gonna end, why are people so helpless & blinded?
Open your eyes to bring that change, you’ve got the power

Every single life matters!


There are n number of different scenarios…I’m highlighting only 2 of them…this poem is purely my view…there’s no political agenda…all I’m saying is that this gun violence needs to end…love is all we are & we have…

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Slides

It’s hard to watch, I sigh
Need to stop playing these slides
But I can’t hit pause even though I try
The dreamy crystals start to melt the eyes
The transparent projections of the lonely tide

Images are so vivid on my OCD screen
Oh see the scene of my patterns in high density
The heart aches at times with sheer intensity
My fingers pass through the phase of fluidity
The sensation of pure touch is deep within me

Memories are burnt with layered cries
The beautiful face & that breathtaking smile
The hypnotizing music in the angelic voice
Those poems were once dipped in You & I
This space is still painted with pure shine

The flipping of the choice in the blink of an eye
The zipping of your lines in the case of my mind
The tripping of my heart when I sip your vibe
The ripping of my parts from the very inside
The dripping of my art in the form of these rhymes

Can you root what I’m grounding?
Can you sea what I’m riding?
Can you feel what I’m writing?
Don’t misunderstand me, I don’t expect things
All I’m saying is that I’ll always love you, miss

So I key those slides safely inside the ocean of my eyes
And I beam these lines freely in the Universe so divine

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Choice

At times I am the bloody riot when my patterns act as a set of sharp plier that explicitly cut the delicate red wire to defuse the useless & quaky quarrel but then everything goes simply haywire and turn into the blues filled with pointy blames of hey & whys when the quiet in me detonates to the disturbed violent which isn’t the same as the conscious choice of pure violet

I can then see the greys in my big brown eyes which is obviously the craze dancing as the burning flames so wild that I start to phrase this scene as my twisted rhyme to simply brush away the pain dipped in colours so intense & loud to simply fall in place at this point in time

But when I sense all this on my screen with my closed eyes then I can tell these are just the shades of my beautiful life where I’m subconsciously digging the grave of my bleeding mind which is caged in the limitless space of the magical open skies coz everything feels so strange to my hidden but very present wise as if I were the rage beasting with my untamed deep voice but I’m just trying to breathe the inner peace in this electric current vibe so I shift the speed to reconnect with the energy of The High

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