Morphine

Wounds visible on surface
37 metal staples my piercing
Projection displays millipede
4 times per 86400 seconds
45 days on morphine
Forcing relief in bloodstream
Tipsy my sole sense
Eyes open still dreaming
Memories haunting simply
Screaming sighs of lonely
Whispering words with no gain
Scratching glass of craving
Tearing apart my raw skin
Bleeding river but no pain
Inner beast roaring
Body burning no flames
Letting go with no claims
New energy breathing
Flying high with no wings
Black & white my true zen
Scars slowly healing
Marks surely breathing
Am I morphing into the dope thing?


Just yesterday, I had to take doc prescribed morphine after my working hours coz of unbearable pain of some different kind in my knees & shins…so, I was kinda drowsy-high afterwards…it reminded me of the time when I had to take it for 45 continuous days after the knee surgery last year…my physiotherapist told me this morning that one experiences such pain once in a while…it’s quite normal to have it but it’s intense…this poem birthed from my high time yesterday…


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I times 2 is U

Sometimes being a broken fool covered in scratches gifted by the edgy pool paints us to the hue of crazy good coz we then tend to zoom in to the wounds that we consciously start to sew with the pointed needle holding the lengthy loop of healing but it hurts when the eye of this I shaped tool pierces the raw surface which is bleeding the transparent blues but by doing so the holes in this dotted zone bring us sooner or later closer to the I times two which looks like the letter U of this magical Universe that we try to keep aligned inside with the heavy tunes of pure love



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Spoken Word Poetry – Speechless I Became

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Just over a month ago, I was experimenting to create a new tune…I simply liked the initial sound…so I kept adding some more tracks intuitively, to give it some texture…it was only recently I realized that this beat & a piece that I wrote back then are actually made for each other…My Very First Poem – Speechless I Became…I was feeling this crazy need to express my state of Being, so I wrote this poem…I had never tried to write a single line before…it was the beginning of the next chapter in my life – this poetic journey…

The beat found the piece for this spoken word & they together created the energy that made me choose these photos…they’re telling a story…nothing was planned beforehand…I never do when it comes to poetry…and the amount of time I’ve used is…well……but I really enjoyed every single moment…

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The Sharp Edge

I’m freewriting in the dark with the diamond blade
The sharp edge is dancing wild with the lightning speed
The sparks of these lines re-form that lively phase
When I was drawn to this life on my dying slate
Hemorrhage had hammered my house in the surprising way
I was down on the floor when I finished eating my evening meal

I couldn’t rise & walk towards my grounded bed
I was struggling quite a lot with no balanced stance
So I began to slowly crawl with my warrior pace
While I was holding the drops from my sighing face
I was living that instance so raw from the shocking place
So I broke into small pieces & some enormous like the shiny vase

Tears did the crystal clear talk on my wavy stage
Fear started to poke delicate walls of my clotted brain
I couldn’t sleep under the sheet at all for several nights & days
That scene was running in slo-mo like the never ending race
I would replay & then simply pause to absorb & sense
It was an unbelievable moment after all of my reality check

The Universe was initiating a call to tell it’s time for a change
Coz I had been sleeping for too long in the shallow depths
I felt instantly I wasn’t resting anymore in the coffin case
That waking up call made me explore the enlightened space
Weakness in me to the core but I started to gain some strength
It’s time to transform my spots into the constellation of true self

This is pure sharing based on my experience…I’m neither suggesting anything nor giving any kind of advice…I’ve observed one thing about trauma in me that it doesn’t leave the body & the system…and perhaps, it will never…but the way I deal with it has changed…if I’m open to see it with the eyes of acceptance, understanding & compassion, then it doesn’t affect me with the same intensity as it used to…a mood swing is bare minimal…sometimes I do relive those scenes through the memory screen…but I don’t stop that “movie” instantly even when it’s not a nice place to be…the magical fireworks of healing has different colours, projections & decibels…it’s not necessarily a peaceful process…I feel, it’s better to see & observe the traumatic experience mindfully & let it slowly settle down than to simply block it…feel it, be with it & talk about it to the trusted dear ones and/or seek professional help if necessary…and of course, write poetry or choose another way to express it…

I’m simply sharing that hospital scene from 2019 in the form of this poetry…my purpose isn’t to gain sympathy nor am I feeling sorry for me…coz I know what I have…I have fully accepted it & I have made peace with it


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Spoken Word Poetry – My Poetry

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I primarily write poems about my experiences. An experience could be an emotion, a lesson, self-realization or simply a pure desire. I bring forward the real subjects, which encircle my life & of those related to me. I’m not afraid of writing about provocative matters, which others might say, “it’s not ok”. It’s never about attacking someone but being transparent; to be true to myself. Writing poems is therapeutic, it’s like my own way of healing me. Poem is me.

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Spoken Word Poetry – Reflection of A-mirror

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I’m presenting the spoken word of my poem: Reflection of A-mirror. One can say it’s a goodbye message, where love remains forever.

I captured this beautiful video of my fireplace in the first week of January. But I had no idea where & when I would use it. It’s only yesterday I felt intensely that I needed to give this poem my voice. I listen to my intuition when I create. Fire has the sacred, spiritual & authentic nature. It’s beautiful & quite meditative to watch as well. So I find it resonates with this spoken word. The background music is created & the mixing is done in GarageBand.

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Sharing

It’s so kind of Anne Kamille from House of Being, Denmark to offer me this sacred space, where she has placed the book of the lightning shade – my poetry collection ‘Lightning Rhymes‘…Anne Kamille is a healer, a heart awareness therapist & a psychologist…I’m truly honoured & grateful to her…she is not on WP but I just wanted to share my joy with you ✨💜💫


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The Peacekeepers

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You are not getting it at all, there is light at tunnel’s end
They are just providing help to the ally, who pretend to only defend
They are the peacekeepers of this planet, skilful in weaving the smokin’ carpet of shells
This carpet turn everything into ashes coz the thread they use is of colour death

I do understand your loved ones have just lost their lives, but don’t be heartbroken & sad
And I do know most of them were women & children and there were also men
But it’s not like you’ve lost everything, you still have your left arm fully intact
It’s the price you must pay so they & their ally can sleep peacefully in their silky beds

And don’t you worry, this world can’t do anything impactful coz they are in no position to act
But speeches, speeches, speeches & some more speeches you’ll hear every single day
No country or other bodies will stop this as they are chained to the benefits, I mean the threats
Human rights & peace you can buy if you have lush green mountains of shiny cents

Shhh, now don’t you dare call their government the biggest terrorist
Stop whispering these brutal & hurtful words in this peaceful air
Just keep your mouth shut coz they have arms & loads of wealth
Wealth to map the wars & help slaughtering civilians through their generous aid

They might paint a new picture & then every death would be on your bloody head
So stop complaining now & simply accept they own this deadly patent since decades
It’s all legit on paper, they’ve the license to interfere & vapour the innocents
Their government has power to justify anything, including supporting this genocidal act

They are the self proclaimed peacekeepers, they keep peace away from this planet – the end

Disclaimer:

I don’t write poetry based on political issues…this one is no exception…humanitarian ground has made me write this poem…coz I too am a human just like you…and do know, I’m not pointing fingers at any humans from any region or country…it’s not at all about that…I’m not going to discuss politics either…it’s about humans & governments…innocent people killed from any side is heartbreaking & terrible…and the act of killing should be condemned & stopped…but having a hidden agenda by slaughtering innocents in the name of simply defending is a barbaric act…why not pinpoint the perpetrators through intelligence, alliance, proper strategy, patience, advanced gadgets etc?…instead of simply bombing anywhere & everywhere, killing innocents mercilessly…don’t tell me it’s not possible…coz it has been done before…would they act similarly if the bad guys were hiding in their city / area?…would they not think of civilians & protect them first?…or would they still act the way they’re currently acting?…the ally is supporting blindly in this inhuman act…which is equally barbaric in my eyes…and needless to say, quite shocking…this world is watching everything, raising its voice, spreading awareness etc…but is it really helping?…the big guns don’t care…people are dying every single day…how is such a thing possible in today’s world?…what’s the point of different international organizations / forces?…I really don’t understand…what would make this all stop?…is there an end to this?…how much more suffering?…where is peace & love in this all?


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Happy & Healthy New Year

Every single moment is a new moment for you & me
Soon 2024 will arrive, leaving behind 2023
May the drops from the past fill the glass with acceptance, love & peace
May the pain in the dark transforms into the stars that guide us to simply be
May the flame of the core fuels the whole to manifest the magical dreams
May the formless soul remains the sole source of the divine eternally
Wishing You A Very Happy & Healthy New Year, Beautiful Being


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Spoken Word Poetry – Stripes

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I’m presenting to you the spoken word of my poem – Stripes. This poem is about what I see deep down when I look at my own reflection.

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