#31.Thoughts Of An Angry Boy

I listen, I listen,
I swear to God,
I listen to you.

None of you care,
None of you will,
I am merely filled with rage.

It’s all just love,
Love for you,
For everything you do.

How can I stop?
Why can’t you stop hurting?
I don’t know how to.

The world betrayed me today,
It betrayed us,
The pain is unbearable.

Maybe it will all change,
One day, Someday,
Perhaps today.

The earthly problems,
A game to haunt us,
Day after day.

I listen, I listen,
I swear to God,
I listen to you.

What about me?
Don’t my tears mean none?
They will soon run out.

I am filled with,
A rage so known,
Called ‘love’ to the world above.

 

Thank You,

Arjun Rajeev

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A Return

Greetings dear reader,

I have casually returned from my vacation. I was away for a month. A month of introspection with a tiny flavouring of surprise and busyness.

I travelled to my hometown and devoured the sights, smells and the overall pleasant being of one’s land. I was quickly left with certain feelings, such as, how would my life be if had continued my journey called ‘life’ there? Would I be treated differently or the same? How unique would I be as a person? The questions are unfortunately endless.

However, meeting one’s blood relatives as well others who mean well does have a positive impact on the overall well being of a person. An aura of companionship of any virtual kind takes control over you. I felt this in my land. A companionship with my land. Even while exploring new places, I felt this strange effect taking a shot at me.

Perhaps it is my age who is mocking me to teach me the values of life.
Perhaps it is I who is finally questioning the utter question of finding my ‘place called home’.

In every sense, I had a wonderful journey. A change is inevitable and this journey taught me lessons worth learning and sharing. It has politely stirred a chord within me to write and embrace more poetry.
For instance, in some of the serene, delicate and beautiful places that I have visited, I always managed to rhyme the surroundings into any scenario. I wish to share this with the world.

Let my journeys be yours too!
Expect more poetry, dear reader and let us kindle the flames of nature, love and beauty together.

Forever yours,

Arjun Rajeev

The Dalai Lama’s Influence

Greetings,

Recently at the world famous Glastonbury Festival, His Holiness the Dalai Lama appeared before the massive crowd of festival-goers and celebrated his 80th birthday with much happiness and grace.

His Holiness also addressed the crowd and delivered ideas of love and compassion. You can watch it here!

I was truly inspired and influenced by this. The ideas of strengthening friendships, providing moral actions to a very sensitive world and just being a compassionate human being make me happy.

I sincerely believe in a world fueled by good deeds. Yes, this is possible. One must believe in expressing the goodness in oneself. It sounds very simple but that is the truth – it is simple!

By believing in and practicing these good deeds, the mind and soul achieve confidence and happiness.
Good deeds include helping others, being concerned for all forms of nature, believing in peace and being compassionate.

His Holiness makes a strong point that by being compassionate, you achieve happiness!

In conclusion,

I respect The Dalai Lama’s teachings because they tell us the truth in a simple manner. They invoke the goodness in all of us and help us become better human beings.
It is always great to read such quotes and articles on twitter and online.

I felt like passing on this message in this time of violence and social unrest. Peace is essential for society and every single individual.
We must help each other!

Author’s Note: 

I celebrated my birthday last night! 🙂

Thank you,

Arjun Rajeev

#24.Suddenly

I stopped living
I’m merely existing
For the sake of life
Life with no meaning

I find myself dreaming
Always and everywhere
Of a happy age
Of no sadness

All I want is peace
This need is killing me
Stabbing my heart
Every single second

I don’t fear the great unknown
Not anymore, you see
For I have seen it all here
Life has won over me

I abandoned hope down there
Along with my love
My heart can’t take it anymore
This pain is hard to ignore

My sudden breaths save me
For I believe it will help me
To discover what’s beyond
This living nightmare

Think twice when I’m there
For I’m not here forever more
My love is your love
And we’ll never be alone

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What is a life with no satisfaction?
What is your happiness? There might not be answers to such questions but do what your heart tells in the right moment with no regrets.

‘Suddenly’ was written under the supervision of my introspective thoughts. Thinking of peace in all honesty. It tells you directly the thoughts of an irritated troubadour, the protagonist. All he wants is peace. Nothing more.

I hope it is everything you wanted and more.

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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#19.DEATH OF A MARTIAN: 2

The tiny Martian told me goodbye
He planned to escape into our reveries at night
To an unknown beyond his wildest dreams
With nothing but timeless peace
He was lost in this so called world
Of beauty diminished without a cause
Blue storms and red days control his atmosphere
To make the cruel disappear
Home was a distant memory
A nostalgic wonderland
Of greed and misery

The tiny Martian told me hello
He waved and began a search into my soul
Filled with remains of a love and so
His powers were weak but his mind was strong
So he told me about the secrets of Mars
A planet of nothing but timeless peace
Nothing was ever incomplete
He wanted to be one unlike the rest
And put himself up for a test
So he decided to make a friend
With someone from another den
The journey to up and beyond
To a planet blue like the pond
Made him realize nothing was lost

Information:

‘Death of a Martian: Part II’ is a poem which summarizes into a prequel and sequel to the first poem: Death of a Martian: Part I. I strongly recommend reading the first poem which projects the protagonist’s interaction with the Martian.

In the first stanza, the protagonist, a satisfied troubadour recalls his final moments with the tiny Martian. The Martian has had an interesting interplanetary voyage so far. He plans to escape and explore into ‘unknowns beyond his wildest dreams’. He reminisces about Mars and its atmosphere.

In the second stanza, the sad protagonist elaborates his first ever interaction with his perpetual friend. The tiny Martian with all his beauty and ever astounding magic trudged through the realms of the protagonist’s quiet heart. The tiny Martian and the protagonist introspect about the galaxy and all its wonders.

The tiny Martian now resides in my mystic heart.I doubted that but now I am sure.
The world suffers everyday yet the tiny Martian fills us all with hope and reminds us of happiness and calmness.
The lack of life is the midst of life is disturbing and makes one think about the actual need-of-the-hour.
This is the true beauty of my sound extra-terrestrial being; he will appear in the time of your need. Your heart will always love you.

Thank you,

Arjun Rajeev
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