Sometimes all you need,
Is to let go of everything.
Drowse on your own placebo,
And trust the universe.

Believe in the untimely magic,
Of the frail beauties around you.
Look into your own soul,
And you’ll never be alone.

I see the planet as a wonder,
A city of dreams.
Faded, into its own heap,
With a subtle heartbeat.

Where right and wrong prevails,
Echoing the good and bad.
It is exactly a strange mystery,
Like the questions of my heart.


What is wrong with the world today? Where is all the goodness? Where is humanity? These questions haunt us. Are we the waiting?

‘Blackout’ speaks out the mind of the protagonist, a concerned being. He is just another lost soul facing earth’s scums and troubles everyday. He tries to do good and help in his own ways but what is the use? Everything he does conspires against him and his beliefs.

He echoes his heart’s desires. He is sick of lonely days and false placebos. When will it all make sense? But, the protagonist has a beautiful mind which is open to the wonderful mysteries of life. He embraces this and continues his journey called life.

This poem’s title is inspired by the song ‘Blackout’ by Muse.

Thank you,

Arjun Rajeev

P.S: The poem is protected by a creativecommons license.




Words are only words. 

They say that the pen is mightier than the sword. 
They believe that words have changed destinies. 
They agree that words have settled the many. 
They resolve that the written holds superior. 

A word can hold for a long time. 
It can root itself deep into the grounds of your reveries. 
The amazing mind never forgets it. 
It remains latent. 

Words can hurt and can flatter. 
Their bane existence is questioned. 
A life with no words is a life with no meaning. 
The confusion prevailing would disrupt society for we know. 

History has been witness to the rise and fall. 
For which words were held merely responsible. 
Opinions have varied and have changed. 
But, the words… they remain the same.



‘Words’ is a universal truth. 

The idea behind the poem is very vague to me but a conversation with a friend fueled it. The blatant idea is that words cannot be taken back. This free-verse was written very openly by me and very quickly. I hope you enjoy!


Thank you, 
Arjun Rajeev 


P.S: The poem is protected by a creativecommons license.