If you see my face I’d smile in the space Would you see the real me? Either way, I’ll be free If you deal with my phase I’d fall in your gaze Would you then be afraid? I’m more than reflection’s shade If you read my phrase I’d still be traveling my maze Would you frame what I feel? I am me, always real If you stitch with colorful threads Wound tight, my love still spreads Would the patterns be revealed? I’ll be courageous, take down my shield If you look in darker clouds I stand apart from the crowds Would you shine the pure energy? I am my own galactic synergy If you sea me dead I still exist, never fled Would I fly in the sky consciously? I’d be at home, honestly If you smell the essence I’d absorb love’s fluorescence Would you inhale the serenity? I’d exhale fear’s identity If you sense with grace I dream the rest of this chase Would you be divine synchronicity? I am infinity’s electricity
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
I’m extremely delighted, proud & honoured to share this great news that Utmost Feelings Anthology is finally out now. This anthology is very close to my heart & I don’t have enough words to express. It has much higher & profound value than my participation as a co-author / involvement in this project. I’m sure, you must’ve already figured that out by reading my previous posts about Astha & this anthology.
The poetry book is published and is available on different platforms now.
If you wish to buy it in paperback / eBook edition, here are the links:
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
Following authors outside WordPress are a part of this anthology: Ashutosh Joshi | Debashreeta Nanda | Hiba Lakshmi Mohan | Irtiqa Noor Ansari | Neelam Gupta | Parvatha Varthini K | Radhika G | Rudrali J Gor | Sandeep Chouksay | Sandra Prasanth | Shruti Kumari
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….
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.
The voice of yours is stuck in me The lines you used to write to me The song that you did sing for me The picture is burnt deep inside of me The finger twitches as I type in anxiety The silence fills the air through my poetry
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As you must be knowing by now from my previous post, A beautiful soul – Astha, that Astha’s soul has left her body on 30th April. She was the compiler of an upcoming anthology – Utmost Feelings.
True Dreamster (the publication house) has been kind enough to go forward with this anthology & dedicate it to Astha. It’s now open to all (both indian & international writers), free of charge. Only around 6-8 slots are left, I think (I’ll check with True Dreamster tomorrow). I & some other co-authors of this anthology are helping True Dreamster in finding the remaining ones….to make Astha’s dream come true….by giving it love & light
If you are interested to be a part of this anthology, you can write that in the comment section. Alternatively, you may contact me directly through my contact page or DM me via Instagram (@navinspoetry_). I’ll contact & send you the necessary info & link.
Once your submissions is accepted by True Dreamster, you’ll be added to anthology’s whatsapp group, where you’ll receive info / updates & the eBook & eCertificate when the book is compiled & ready to change its form.