#22.Blackout

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.

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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.

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#9.The Pretender

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Somebody take the pain away
I need to hide tonight
This impulse hurts
Takes away my soul
I ask for nothing more
I am my lowest enemy
I express what you recognize
Taking risks along the path
I acknowledge not
Not if the body makes tomorrow
Betrayed by birth
I know not of existence
Belief broken and torn
Love shattered worse
I can’t give up
Giving up tears me
Agonizing everyday
Regretting my choice
None too worse
Life goes on
Am I the pretender
or are you?

 

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This poem was written really long ago by myself. The thought process must have been emotional/ strange back then.

The protagonist talks about life from a drug addicts point of view. He is sad and lonely. He enjoys the pleasure of taking drugs but soon he realises that no one will help him nor moan with him. Life goes by and he sits betrayed and shattered. This leads him thinking if he is the pretender or are others who aren’t as honest as him.

I am most proud of this poem.

 

Thank you,
Arjun Rajeev

 

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

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