#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

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#21.The Angelic Musings

The angels can hear me cry
They taste the bitter fear
Surrounding my every thought

This meticulous pain
Piercing through my lobe and heart
Grows stronger every second

I lost my hearth
To the ridicule of happiness
With untimely hope

I sold my soul
To satisfy that foolish dream
Of a journey to share my heart

Deranged flashbacks dissolve
In the depths of my mind
Forever scarring my thoughts

I want to disappear
To time immemorial
Alone

The angels pushed me away
From the joy and sadness
Into the pure void

Where answers float around
Like the game of thrones
Waiting to be struck

I cannot trust my instinct
Am I betraying myself?
Has the world won?

All that I want
Dear angel
Scream your anthem

I cannot live on this placebo
My body hurts
I cannot take this anymore

Scatter the meaning
Into my soul
Forever and ever more

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The world is a blur to our protagonist.

An empty place with too many thoughts battling each other. Where is all the peace and happiness? Where are all the singing birds? – The protagonists thinks. 

His solitude keeps him satisfied yet always craving for the answers and the future. Is he alone? Do the angels control his thoughts?

Thank you,
Arjun Rajeev

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#20.Memoir of a Broken Heart

I heard her thoughts
She was looming about paradise
I took her hand
I held it tight

Under the night-sky so bright
Her face lit up my heart
All that bittersweet despair
That nearly tore us apart

She hugged me tight
She made me promise
Of a life of pondering happiness
Yet loving sanctity and madness

This silly game made me smile
And laugh and cry
She wiped my tears
And kissed me goodnight

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I am a hysterical romantic recovering from ‘restless heart syndrome’. This poem dwells into my plethora of emotions. This is a tribute for you, S.

The protagonist is facing untold worries in his head. He is trying to be peaceful. His entire world revolved around one single entity – his love.

He recalls every single moment, every single word and every single breath with her.
The memories keep hitting him over and over again and he just sits with himself in comfort. So, he decides to let his mind introspect once and for all.

… And the outcome?

Well, it is magical and beyond imagination to any normal person. This poem sums up the protagonists thoughts into one.
His soul feels calmer yet remnants of a love still haunts him. Memories never ever fade away. The protagonist has decided to cherish each and every memory with her.

Maybe that’s what life is all about – To appreciate every small thing around you and live the experiences.

“She said I can’t take this place,
I’m leaving it behind.
Well she said I can’t take this town,
I’m leaving you tonight.”
Letterbomb by Green Day

“Give me a long kiss goodnight,
And everything will be alright…”
Give Me Novacaine by Green Day

Thank you,
Arjun Rajeev

 

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#18.Memories

I await the lobotomy
Day after day
To go to a place
Far far away
Beyond the cynic’s scope
Where life is not a chore
I am caught in dire straits
Leaving behind any trace
Of love and happiness
That I never owned
But was gifted to me
From society’s very own
People who traverse emotions
Into achieving their own grave
Merely ignorant fools
With neither purpose nor taste
They make you believe
All the wrongs in this world
And ask you for a cause
With no one to love or care
My heart is just going to tear
Into pieces of but a tiny memory
Awaiting the end very slowly

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The earth is merely a memory. A nostalgic wonderland built in the colorful depths of our minds. All that is beautiful is the divergence of each unique soul. Yet a powerful force fulfills that craving and need and brings two souls together.

‘Memories’ is the protagonist’s nostalgia. He is a commoner of the world. A person with an ultimate aim for happiness. But, the constant struggles of everyday life makes him question life and everything around him.

Thank you,
Arjun Rajeev

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#14.The Quintessential Coffee Thought

I answer quickly

Who are you today

a moment to think

How, not who

A perplexing question

I knew when I awoke

That the solemn reply

To understand this nightmare

Lies within the mind

Behind those frail memories

Split up abominations

Exist as subtle puzzles

Echoing the aged truth

Of our unknown universe

To wait for thy savior

 

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This poem was written at Starbucks Coffee.

The thought process is a tricky one which basically questions life and its motives.

The inception of this poem is rather interesting for while I was enjoying my drink, I noticed writings on the tables. It said many things but I wrote them in my own order of lines.

I completed the poem with a philosophical ending.

 

Thank you,

Arjun Rajeev

 

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#12.The Man Who Sold The World

In the park, around the corner

Where the trees in all subtleness

Gave life to my deep desires

 

Beneath my utter pallor

There lay a lost soul

With love on his platter

 

The world cared not for him

His beliefs were just reveries

Trust was to be beckoned

 

His sobriquets lost forever

An unknown amongst men

With a meaningless existence

 

All his goodness coveted

By the scums of this planet

To whom he shrugs with wonder

 

Fragments of love afloat

To the mastermind’s society

Longing to be buried with wise

 

To an ethereal home

Belonging to the graceful one

Nothing like earthly paradise

 

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‘The Man Who Sold The World’ is a poem which really required subtle thought and intuition. It speaks the truth which hides in each and every one of us. It took me sometime to put it into words, but this is the result in the end.

The first-person start is bringing you closer to the protagonist who is a common person. A person struggling and enjoying life and its by products. He is having a rendezvous with himself on this occasion recalling the world and its entities. He believes that this world is suffering and that the ‘wise’ by which he refers to people with gratitude, love and affection are all gone.

He has absolutely no solution and appears to be lost. He wishes to go far away and exist in peace somewhere he can actually very happily call home.

This topic is something to think about!

Make this world a better place! 🙂

 

Thank you,

Arjun Rajeev

 

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