Achieve

Am I here to achieve a few things?
You see, if I put my heart & bleed
I can reach heights with ease
I might feel a bit dizzy & weak
But I won’t change to deceased
But is that what I really need?
Sometimes this all sounds like some disease
Do you get what I really mean & seek?

I know we all are human beings
Hungry to fulfill our different needs
But it does makes me to wonder & think
Why do we run over our own kind to get that seat?
Why do we scream at each other & create a crazy scene?
Is the purpose of our lives to simply fight & compete?

Sometimes we do nothing but to preach
Sometimes we create confusion with such a great speed
Sometimes we infuse panic & chaos, which lead to stampede
Sometimes we want to hide the wrong doings & not to be seen
Are we a part of hunger game & ready to kill our own breed?

The current way of doings & achieving, quite obsolete
I’m just projecting this picture that I’ve been seeing
Just try to listen & consider a few things
I’m simply suggesting, I’m not here to teach
Real joy comes from the heart & its beats
Simply let go the air that we tend to breathe

All I want is to sow a few seeds before I leave
The holy water will then do its own magical tricks
The seeds will turn into the powerful trees
We are all different creatures with a common means
The essence of this thing lies in the very being
So let’s spread the love that’s necessary to live

It’s time to bring awareness while we walk on our own feet
That ripple in water can be sensed from the seven seas
Let’s find new ways to fill the stomachs eventually
Let’s open the gates of our hearts to the real & loving deeds
Let’s wide open the mind’s eyes to redefine what an achievement should be
Shallow life is unstoppable calamity
Sacred path is pure spirituality

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Painting this Picture

Tear my eyes to ocean
Tear my body into pieces
Break open the dark skies
Break me into phases
Paint my face in thick red
Paint my phrase to crazy
Pain me till I feel the edges
Pain me to find the inner space
Falling from top of the hill
Falling to reach my grounding
Diving to kill the killzone
Diving to meet the unknown
Dying to repair the top shelf
Dying to reborn my whole self

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Thoughts in my Head

The pricking sensation in my damaged head
The lost feeling in my left arm & hand

Questioning myself while showering under the tap
How long do I have to take the heavy epilepsy tabs?
How long will it take me to regain my balance & strength?
Would I get my sensation completely back?
Would my brain reroute the signals to reconnect?

All these thoughts are making me crazy & insane
Feel like screaming so loud that the window might get some cracks
Someone please seal my lips so tight with that sticky black tape
These thoughts are stabbing me deeply & my clotted-sickened brain
It feels like the range of patience has changed to that little picture in the frame

I still get shocked that I could’ve ended up on my deathbed
My condition was so bad that I could’ve left my family & this nest
So I’m trying to calm myself down but it’s not always in my hands
When such thoughts take over me, I become the victim of my own psycho head

I can feel that my memory has simply weakend as well
On a Monday I said to someone, have a very good weekend
I know it’s normal after the bleeding in the corner of my head
But it still annoys me, what’s happening, I ain’t a thick head

Therapies are helping me extensively to repair my body & to fix my head
Closing my eyes for a while after daily exercises & taking some deep breaths
Thoughts disappear instantly & I regain my inner strength
Start moving towards the stars without looking back at my tracks
I must close my eyes more often to find inner peace & to come out of my head

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Many Frustrations & Manifestation

It’s like writing with my own hands my own crazy journal
Feeling as if the ink is becoming thicker & so infernal
Adding one extra sickness due to this sickening kernel
Loosing sometimes my mind, though the soul is eternal

Brain hemorrhage has been raised with epilepsy in this game of revelation
The medicine I take, is quite heavy in the current prescription
The feeling that I’m doped, isn’t some mindless imagination
My head is heavier with these crazy thoughts due to shear frustration

Shaken & shocked to the core after this new information
I didn’t realize till now, I could’ve been ashes, my true confession
I thought back then, all I needed was a few weeks of rehabilitation
This all is dragging me down to new levels of irritation

But I’m still dedicated to move in the true direction
Motivated to walk in my shoes & balance my imperfect feet to perfection
Ready to work harder to get back the grip & sensation
Steering wheels through this difficult bumpy ride to reach my stable station

It’s all about healing in real time without maximum acceleration
Perhaps this all has a deeper meaning, it’s beyond sense perception
It’s to heal the unhealed body & soul with therapies, mindfulness & meditation
A new chance to reignite my life, the beginning of my own manifestation

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