Reblogging – Set Me Free

The glimpse of you
Refreshed the memory
The sense of you
Close to me
The presence of you
Is pure intensity
The voice of yours
Is sitting in me
Every word of yours
Is roaring inside of me
Takes me back
Makes me sad
It makes me cry
I am loosing control
Is the glimpse of me
Being left alone
Is the presence of me
No hand to hold
Are the words of mine
Let them flow
Free the soul
Free the mind
Wish to set you free
Let me BE
Set me free

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Taking a break

I’m taking a break from WP for some time
No, I ain’t disappearing coz I don’t hide
There’s raining heavily & there’s no light
But I’ll keep writing my poetry offline
I won’t be clicking on comment or like
Thanks for understanding, pls don’t mind
Keep expressing through your fine lines
I’ll see you for sure on the other side

Reblogging – Speechless I became

It all started here when I felt the very first time this need to express my state of Being in the form of this poem.

Speechless I became

When I saw the glimpse of me

Felt a sudden shift

Paused were the thoughts

Everything came to a halt

Tears began to fall

Soul wanted to scream

Inner pain was so real

Wounds wanted to heal

I began to breathe

Transparent in the moment

Vulnerability at its peak

The moment of inner peace

Where joy and sadness were one

Good and bad had no meaning

Darkness was the Light

Loved that very Sight

The moment of true presence

Where Heart was the only Sense

Truth was the One

When I saw me

—– Speechless I became —–

It all started here when I felt the very first time this need to express my state of Being in the form of this poem. It was here I really saw the real me. I was feeling very vulnerable in a beautiful way. Rollercoaster ride filled with inner peace, where I couldn’t differentiate good from bad, joy from sadness, light from dark. Everything was simply as it was supposed to be. I published this poem on 12/01/2017 on FB as I didn’t have a blog back then. Never thought that writing poems would become such an important part of my life; of me. This poem will always be the special one.

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A poem & a sketch by my friends

This poem was written by my dear friend on my b’day on 11th October. But I’ve saved it for today as today is the day of my rebirth. Exactly 1 year back, I was rushed to the hospital – I was hit by brain hemorrhage. I believe strongly there was a deeper meaning to come so close to death, especially after another bleeding in bleeding while I was admitted; to feel numb; to lose my senses. It’s my wake-up call.

I’m learning to take one step at a time, to balance physically & mentally, to accept my outer & inner self and be the change for my own & others sake. No matter what, I don’t try to hide even though I’m full of sharp & imperfect edges. I couldn’t have come so far without the support & love from my family, friends, colleagues, therapists & you all – my readers & I’m whole heartedly thankful for that.

A special thanks to Nitin for this heartfelt poem in hindi & to T.V.S.S. Anand, for sketching me back then. We did engineering together from the same institute. We’re still close friends, along with our other college mates…it’s a blessing to have friends in life…time & geographic location are simply an illusion…the energy flows…it’s the higher connection.

यारो का यार है वो इमोशनल समझदार है वो

हर महफिल में शामिल वो रहता
तोल मोल कर अपनी बात वो कहता

जज़्बातों को समेट कर कविता बनाता है वो
दिल के राज़ इशारों में जताता है वो
Smile उसकी दिलो को जीत लेती है ,
मैं नही, लड़कियां ये कहती हैं

क्रिकेट ग्राउंड हो या टैंक का टॉप
क्लास में मस्ती हो या ड्राइंग का संताप
सेशनल का टोपो हो या ड्राफ्टर की उधारी
Ultimates के साथ खूब निभाई यारी

‘पापड़ खानी’ बोलो या “सिंधी”, “और भाया” कहकर टाल देता है ,
पर गांधी नही कि एक गाल पर मारो तो दूसरा गाल देता है।

गुस्सा आये तो सेंटी भी हो जाता है
रौद्र रूप भरी कविता लिखने में खो जाता है।

किस्मत के सापों और सीढ़ियों से पहुंच गया। डेनमार्क
और घर मे ही बना डाला चिल्ड्रन्स पार्क

सशा सोफस निलय इसके दिल मे बसते है।
मैंगो और मुर्गियों के साथ दिन सुकून से कटते है।

और जब हिंदी में बड़बड़ाने का कीड़ा काटता है
तो ग्रुप के अधर्मियों को Vegan का ज्ञान बाँटता है।

लंबू अमिताभ सा सुपरस्टार है वो
यारो का यार, इमोशनल समझदार है वो।

और कैसे मनायें तेरे जन्मदिन को
हैप्पी बर्थडे ‘माणिक’ नवीन को।

नितिन

Translated in english by Nitin’s daughter:

A great friend, his emotional quotient is unmatched

The cynosure at every party
Expresses himself with weighed words

Deep thoughts conveyed through his poems
Secrets from his heart become the ink on paper
His smile wins the heart of everybody
Not me, it’s the ladies who say this

On the cricket ground or top of a tank
Comedy in the class or tragedy in art
Copying the assignment or borrowing a drafter
He stayed by our side in all the endeavors

Tease him with his nickname, he smiles in return
But don’t expect a saint, if you toss at him a stone

When angry or frustrated, he gets sentimental
Pens down a poem filled with emotions

Through snakes and ladders of destiny, reached Denmark
Turned his beautiful home into a children’s park

Sacha, Sofus & Nilay are his heart and soul
Life is merry with his chickens and Mango, the dog

When struck by the desire to shout in his native tongue
Delivers speeches on Veganism to the uncultured lot

Towering over us like the superstar he is
A great friend, his emotional quotient is unmatched

Don’t know a better way
To wish you Manik (ruby/bead in hindi) Navin, a happy birthday

Nitin

Please do read these 3 poems:
Trip-Track is the voice from the deep, that was telling something bigger was on its way.

Bleeding Numbers was the time when my brain did bleed

The Reunion when I met all my dear mates, almost 2 years back.

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Daily Wagers’ pandemic

Sharing my latest poem with an important message to you all.

The pandemic is everywhere
It’s hitting people in different ways
A lot of us are lucky though to homestay
But think of those on daily wages
No food, no shelter vs virus; what’s worst for them?
Let’s help them by donating, it’s the least we can

The Covid-19 has hit India as well. Although I don’t live in India anymore but I would like to reach out to everyone to help the ones who are in need, the poor people, the daily wagers. No work, no food & no shelter. Thousands of daily wagers are migrating in massive volumes as they have no other choice. Such scenario can explode the pandemic.

The government of India is doing its best but unfortunately, they can’t fulfill all the needs just by themselves. I’m not doubting their ability but let’s face it, it’ll take time for them to reach out & plan everything. It’s here I’m requesting you to donate, whatever you wish to. Every single drop counts! Help them to help you…

Below are a few ways to donate:

https://pmnrf.gov.in/en/online-donation

https://www.fueladream.com/home/covid19-helping-daily-wage-labour

Stree Roshni Trust (you can find the trust on FB)
Current A/c No – 918020081791567
IFSC – UTIB0001362
Axis Bank
Swift code – AXISINBB or AXISINBB296

Gratitude & Much love 🙏❤️

Navin

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Loving & Living

I’m going through several different emotions, so I paint this picture with different shades.

The flow of blood, that’s streaming
The flow of air, that’s breathing
The percussions of heart, that’s beating
The thoughts of someone, that feeling

Butterflies
Connecting
Dancing
Dreaming
Healing
Shining
Sighing
Singing
Smiling
LOVING

But then the lightning struck in its own beautiful form
The shields are up to protect & push away ones own reflection
Everything changes in that very moment, pure deflection
The lungs inflate & deflate heavily in this painful reaction

Crying
Emptiness
Longing
Missing
Restless
Sighing
Tearing
Thinking
Sadness
LIVING

It feels like the heart is burning in the ice cold furnace
Phrasing phase to face requires enormous courage
But this crazy love won’t disappear from the core & its blood surface
Love is the heart of this beautiful, light & dark universe

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Rocking Emotions

It’s my way of sharing some of my favourite rock songs, that are quite relatable to me. Blurry, broken, wrong, pain, red, numb, sacrifice, never too late are some of them – what can I say more, do I need to explain?

My vision has become so Blurry 

Coz I feel Broken inside

I’m one of those Heathens from the suicide squad

Who always ends up doing something Wrong

Even though I’m ready to offer the blood of My Sacrifice

The Pain I suffer in going through this all

When my right side of brain bleeds The Red

The left arm & hand become so Numb, I feel so sick

I still don’t know What I’ve Done

But I know somebody has stolen my heart just like that Car Radio

I just wish My Immortal will leave me alone one day 

I’m doing everything to Bring Me To Life

To relive the Sweet Child O’ Mine

Coz it’s Never Too Late

To feel Alive once again

References:

Blurry

Broken

Heathens

Wrong

My Sacrifice

Pain

The Red

Numb

What I’ve Done

Car Radio

My Immortal

Bring Me To Life

Sweet Child O’ Mine

Never Too Late

Alive

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Loosing It

I’m spitting fire these days – shocked, confused & angry thoughts. I got hit below the belt, from a person, I thought was a friend. So I’m expressing how I feel by talking to myself.

I can feel I’m about to loose it
I’m still shaking inside but I’m about to shake everything
The emotion in me I’m gonna screw it
I’m about to change from missing it to mess it
Don’t come near me covered in gasoline, I’m gonna burn it
I’m a ticking bomb, so I might fuse it

I can’t take it anymore, it’s so abusing
I feel so mental, it shouldn’t have ended like this
I don’t get a lot of things, it still amuses me
One thing is for sure, I’m lost coz it’s still so confusing
I got hit below the belt & I don’t deserve this
I’m totally at different level now, so don’t try to play with me

I never said or meant those things, coz it never came out of my mouth
It was only about this virus but it seems I’m that virus spreading in your body
It’s too late now, just don’t try to figure me out
Coz it’s me this time, who’s letting myself out
I’m already gone, I know I won’t be missed at all

The thoughts are speeding in my head with the bleeding images
I’m in the mood to do maximum damage
The ignition is on & I’m on the rampage
I’m moving on this crazy path of total & sickening rage
I’ll crush everything, which stands in my way
So start moving away from my track before it’s too late
I’m talking in my head with my own brain, it’s so deranged

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Coming for You – A Fantasy Poem

I’m sharing my poem no. 100. A bit different kind, ready to burn everything in this fantasy poem, which I very seldom write.

I’m coming for you & your bloody devilish mates
So you must start running as fast & faraway as you can
Before I start moving to you & catch you with my bare & strong hand

I’ll reach you & will find you, even if you hide in your secluded den
I can see, the demons are sitting with you as your very cool mates
But I’ll burn them all in a split second with this lazer sharp flame

If you won’t give up, then I’ll lock the heavy gates of this haunted place
If I have to, I’ll hammer your hands with long & sharp nails
If you still try to run, I’ll chain you with the heavy steel rings

I’ll snap your hand just like that little twig, so you can feel so much pain
Just stop running from me, else I’ll chop your legs with these sharp & edgy blades
I’ll cut your whole body into small pieces just like I cut wind & waves

You got to taste your own dark shade of bitterness as a pretty tasty snack
You can’t escape anymore from your own bloody fate
So stop dropping the sickening stories from your own filthy slate

You’ll find me everywhere coz I’m a part of you, I’m your crazy phase
Be real infront of me, just stop painting your own face
I’m simply writing a fantasy poem & it’s neither about the hurt nor hate

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Also see: The Secret Fantasy Poem (1). Two fantasy poems (2).

Carnage

I’m sharing my 100th WordPress post – poem no. 99. I had never thought that I would write so many poems, when I first started writing my very first poem in Jan 2017. It has become my passion now.
Expressing myself through poems is not only therapeutic but they also show my different shades, what I realize & how I see the things, how light & dark play an equally important role in my life. I don’t see dark as something negative coz it leads me to the light as well. From my own poem (Darkness – The Intense Light) – “Would you lit the light if things were always bright?”

The clear sky is covered with dark & heavy clouds
The moon is shining while the clouds in heaven are flying around
The roaring sound from skies is throbbing my veins as it’s so loud
Soon the clouds will break loose heavy tears on this uneven & lonely ground

My heart is burning & eyes are leaking as I become restless
The water is reaching above my crazy head
It’s slowly choking me, I’m feeling very suffocated
I’m about to hit the panic button, the brain is loosing blood
Everything about me has changed, it’s about to flood

I feel stuck sometimes coz I simply can’t comprehend
Keep loosing & breaking things, when I hold them with my left hand
If I don’t focus on the things, the brain would forget & then I feel so frustrated
It seems like I’m still lacking in real acceptance of this sickened sickness

Everybody around me thinks that I’m a fighter with crazy amount of strength
But there are times when I’m weak & drained coz I can’t even hold my own stance
People do tell me the progress takes its time when it’s haemorrhage
But every now & then, I become crazy anxious & loose my patience
It’s my inner battle & I don’t expect anyone to understand

But all I know is, I’ll keep putting my effort
I’ll be working on me no matter what
I might crack but I will not break
And one day I’ll get the tactile sensation back

But my crazy mind does plays tricks with me, where I feel like the freaking beast
I’m trying to come out of such situations coz I’m becoming a total wreck
Every particle of my body is turning into an absolute carnage
The tiny explosions in me could change me into a handful of ashes

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