#30.Everyday

Everyday,
My beloved life is a chore,
I sit and stare for ages to come,
Into this blur of my future.

I stopped,
Just like my heart,
Waiting for you,
Waiting for love.

My minute existence,
Our epic romance,
My infinite boredom,
I’m confused.

Where are you?
You just vanished,
It’s like I sold my soul,
For this insanity.

It still hurts,
Yet I await you,
One day,
Everyday.

 

Thank You,

Arjun Rajeev

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

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A State of Mind

I tried to be perfect but nothing was worth it…

Dear portal in the sky,
Why don’t you let me through?
Into your evil eye
As you fade and fuse
Before the clouds take control
Of my meaningful muse
Why don’t you lead me through?
This world alive

I sold my soul a while ago
To a place that I called home
But every time that I cry
I see your evil smile
My heart aches with greed
As I fall beneath
Every sucker living away
While I dream a while

Before I carry myself away
I have nothing to hide
A single tear drop away
I see your face alive
My love has crashed and burned
Into the sorrows of hell
But my beautiful mind
Will live forever young

 

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Those days always seem like a drag. Introspection takes you to different places and different times. Memories haunt your every single atom.

Trust yourself and your beautiful mind. Look at the skies above you.

Thank you,
Arjun Rajeev

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#16.DEATH OF A MARTIAN: 1

Fix me, tiny Martian
My heart craves your magic
Your splendorous escapade
Beyond the stars and into the blue
One merely written in my wretched destiny
To break into one disparate clique

 

Help me, tiny Martian
I am tired of everything
My soul is lonely like the stars above
I have lost my ability to believe
My heart’s rhythm is redundant
The cold has seeped into my brain

 

Can you help me, tiny Martian?
His magical mind was frail yet wonderful
He uncovered the secrets of my heart
My every belief was the truth
What I couldn’t see with my eyes
Appeared crystal clear to my heart

 

Make me believe, tiny Martian
I question my motive in this cruel land
Am I the only outcast to breathe this ghastly ether?
He managed to gather his thoughts for me
The world has always been in comatose
With seven billion lost in a sea of anxiousness

 

Save me, tiny Martian
I cannot comprehend my own sadness
The lack of love casts a lack of life
His body failed his every hope
He quickly looked into my soul
And said, “You are the happiest person on the blue planet!”

 

I don’t understand, tiny Martian
My ignorance keeps me in search
Of a void fantasy unknown to any land
Yet you believe in this dire troubadour
His figure grew solemn in a minute
He whispered, “There is a soul for your soul! Trust the Universe”

 

Don’t leave me, tiny Martian
My interplanetary friend’s time arrived
He spoke of ancient introspection
And blew my mind into that seven billion
He bid me farewell before his departure
And disappeared back into the realms of my old heart

 
Information:

‘Death of a Martian’ is a truly introspective poem. The search for happiness and beyond appears to haunt the whole of this poem. An extra-terrestrial being is involved in truly uncovering the meaning of life as well. Love drives your mind to places beyond your wildest dreams.

The poem is following a simple context. The protagonist here is a lost soul. He is lost in all aspects of his cold life. There is a lack of love, excitement and humanity in the cruel world he lives in. He is merely a puppet in front of the world’s giants who continue to grow amongst the commoners.

One day, the protagonist faces an once-in-a-lifetime interaction with a Martian. An actual extra-terrestrial being who has arrived on the crazy blue planet. He cannot take it anymore. There is no one to listen to neither him nor his devastated heart. So, he befriends the tiny Martian who is a visitor to this dystopia.

The protagonist pleads to him and asks him to put him out of his misery. He cries out and thinks that the tiny Martian could save his life. The Martian knows the Universe and assures the protagonist that he need not fear. Destiny will take care of him for there is a soul for every soul. The tiny Martian disappears after he has done his duty.

I truly apologize for the absence in posting this poem. The utter truth of this poem is that life is not a question. I believe! I believe in everything! The world today needs the tiny Martian more than ever. I honestly think that the tiny Martian was a product of my heart. He appeared in a time of need. There is a Martian in all our hearts.
I was inspired by the song: Death of a Martian by Red Hot Chili Peppers

 

Thank you,

Arjun Rajeev

 

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

 

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