• Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Flames

    Close my eyes
    Shivers spread down my spine
    All hair rise across my body
    Gust of air enters the room
    I feel alive in every inch
    Vibration from top to toe
    Dream has transmitted
    Through the universe

    Source of life
    Reuniting with spirit
    I am the moon
    You are the sun
    So hard to reach
    So hard to touch
    One mystical creature
    In two different spheres

    Oxygen fills me up
    Heart is beating louder
    Won’t let me sleep at night
    I’ll lay awake in bed
    Thoughts begin to wander
    Asking for some answers
    Why the flames are burning
    In a destination
    Far away from home
    Light years from us.

    Fire, Match, Smoke, Flame, Burn, Burning, Incandescent
  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Azure

    I whispered to the universe
    I looked near and far
    For the ticket
    Unlocking the portal to your heart
    Losing myself in contemplation
    Gaze into the azure
    Searching for signs
    Floating away
    In the clouds above

    Expanding hearts
    Beat as one
    Illuminating, in flames
    One by one
    Each element flare up
    Light years from here
    Beyond earthly delights
    No less than an,
    Ecstatic eternal passion.

    Saturn, Landscape, Terrain, Water, Waters, Planet
  • Thoughts,  Writing

    Words that came to me…

    9:50pm 1st of March.

    my mind wanted to blurt out what was going on inside, so the words that came out without any order are written below. Within one minute this is what was inside, let’s dig deeper and see what we can come up with.. stay tuned.

    “Drown, bittersweet, joy, freedom, lucid, dreams, projection, dimension, astral, layers, nomadic, soul, travel, free, you, love, me, words, inspiration, galaxy, universe, infinite, possibility…”

    Peace and love,
    Kimmi

    Sitting in the window of a hotel room, beautiful spot to sit and write and be dreamy…
  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Empty Smile

    In this darkness
    There is light
    Sun is rising
    Stop the tears
    No more sorrow
    Tomorrow’s coming
    A new beginning
    Don’t hide
    Behind your smile
    Embrace the pain
    Cling on to it,
    Last drop of hope
    Fate will bring you
    Closer to my destiny
    Don’t lose yourself
    In this crazy world

    Peace and Love,
    Kimmi Sandhu

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Halo

    I can see the light
    All around you
    A halo so bright
    Leading me to you
    All the way home
    To your warm embrace
    Your eyes tell a story
    Vibrant and electric
    About this connection
    This heavenly union

    Temptations
    Linger on my lips
    Words are spoken
    In the silent truth
    Thoughts left behind
    There is no doubt
    Where we would lead
    Which mountains we climb
    What roads we’ll take
    Trails are all written
    In the stars above
    Destined path like,
    The beauty and the beast

    Peace and Love,
    Kimmi Sandhu

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Mystery called Life

    This dreamlike atmosphere
    Hypnotic dimension
    Romanticizes, and
    Awakens you
    From this mad
    State of trance
    Joining consciousness
    Far into the abyss
    Far from this mystery
    This world we call
    Life.

    Bury all memories
    Float away
    Like a cloud
    Into the ether
    Don’t dig deep
    Into the past
    Of what could have been
    Imagine
    Create a new dimension
    Dream it
    into life.

    Peace and Love,
    Kimmi Sandhu

    Eye, Creative, Galaxy, Collage, Flowers, Paint
  • Inspiration,  Thoughts,  Writing

    Why do we Romanticise Suffering and Darkness

    Artist, poets and creative professions. Everyone equally seduced by the suffering that entails by walking the creative path. We all look up to the tormented artists and emotional wrecks that talk of decadence and painful suffering through their art. Why do we view these bad habits as something to draw inspiration from rather than question them? Do our souls need to bleed to be able to create art? Is it required to suffer emotional traumas to be able to create good and enticing art? I would like to explore this a little more in detail. Let’s view both sides of this story and unfold it.

    Everywhere around us we see the people immersed in the creative world to be in a whirlwind of suffering and pain that they don’t seem to be able to get out of. It almost looks as if the art is only to be created if there is pain in their lives or if they have gone through hardships. The art feeds off the pain and tears, or so it seems at least to the outsider. One can almost think that this art of chasing after pain is what is needed to be inspired to create good and interesting art. The poetry is almost best accompanied with a dose of depression and sadness. If you have some anti-depressant pills and alcohol you can throw them into the game as well, for good measure. Jokes aside, this is the reality for many highly successful artists. The poet is in his best form a sensitive and tormented soul that wants to end the pain by engaging in bad habits such as drinking and getting into drug addictions. Is this the stereotypical image we have of a good poet or artist? Anyone who has a passion for a creative subject will agree that this image is what is often looked up to as being real and deserving of praise when intelligent art is created as a result. I have long also lived with that belief myself, and can still, at times, romanticise a little bit of a pessimistic outlook and painful struggle in life. It’s what creates the spice in our poems and writing. We feed off of the inspiration that comes from an emotional hardship. However, is it truly the only right way towards creating art and finding inspiration?

    I find that whenever I go through strong emotions I am usually not able to create anything creative in those moments. It usually requires me to get a little bit of perspective and distance from the situation or the emotions to be able to tap into that inspiration. Whether it is positive and happy emotions or tearful and sad emotions; I tend to approach it all the same. A little bit of distance creates the magic and what gives me inspiration.

    Why are we letting ourselves be seduced by suffering and pain? Can we not try to tap into our love and strength and create from that power within ourselves?

    It is possible to live a decent life when you’re not always on the verge of feeling suicidal to create beautiful art. We can inspire other people to follow this behaviour and be creative in new ways.

    Peace and love,

    Kimmi Sandhu

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Drowning in your SOUL

    Cold wind touches my face
    It’s blowing through my hair
    Speeding through the highways
    Exceeding the limits when
    You cloud my mind
    Empty thoughts flash by
    Darkness has fallen
    Moments turn into hours
    Avoiding every image of you
    Imprinted in my brain
    Drowning each reflection of you
    With the sound of your songs
    The tunes deafen me shortly
    They capture each emotion
    One tear at a time
    Reaching a crossroad
    Dreams or reality
    Choose a pathway
    Where you’ll belong
    Part of my inner world
    Killing the pain
    With an alternate universe
    Where our souls,
    Become one.

    Peace and Love,
    Kimmi Sandhu