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 Oct 2014 Raj Arumugam
Sjr1000
It's the
old
Blah Blah Blah
it's gonna
drive you mad

It's the
Blah Blah Blah
every time
you turn your head.

The mouths are moving
but you're not hearin
a word
their saying,
like
a dog listening to Russian
it's all
Blah Blah Blah
Bingo
Blah Blah Blah

My partner's complaining
My children are whining
Your parents eyes are dialating
The teacher is lecturing
the bosses are gesturing
the customer is complaining, irate
the salesman with smiles
is bombing your face.

You're told
you're not good enough
fast enough
right enough
tough enough
too slow
too late
you know what they're saying
but
all you are seeing
is
the old
Blah Blah Blah

I'm looking
into
every one's
eyes
they all seem surprised,
I'm not really sure
what it is
they are all really doin',
all I'm hearing
and probably saying
is
the
Blah Blah Blah
 Oct 2014 Raj Arumugam
Kelly Rose
***** and Pillaged
At a young age
A veil descended
Closing her heart to others
Yearning for love,
She understands not
That the veil must drop
For love to fill her heart
09/9/2014
 Oct 2014 Raj Arumugam
Kelly Rose
I am lost
Doubt infuses
my every breath
New to following
a dream
I know not
how to navigate
this foreign terrain
I feel like a
fish out of water
Wondering if
instead of success
I will drown instead
9/11/2014
 Oct 2014 Raj Arumugam
Kelly Rose
Hades
Why is he portrayed
as ugly and scary?
Shouldn't he at least
be pleasing to the eye?
Yes, he reigns over the
land of the dead
But, is death necessarily heinous?
Shrouded in mystery
He's the essence
of all our fears
Tomorrow holds the unknown
An unknown
I do not fear
I choose not to fear
the Great Unknown
Giving it a softer countenance
One pleasing to the eye
9/11/2014
Going to the US
And to my dream city of New York
On a research work
And to meet few like minds

This is my first trip abroad
And happy that
My first foreign trip is to the land where
Ayn Rand created
Roark, Galt, and Francisco

Been busy with related work for the last few days
And will be so while on the trip
Adios friends
For a couple of weeks
This is not a poem, just an attempt to share my joy :-)

Yes, I'll go to the Manhattan, and Liberty
Not often it is
Easy to erase your memories
Zombies they are... Yes

Attack at weaker
times to make you go into
A cocoon of thoughts

Of your past days
Reeling in nostalgia
It's sad, it's bad. Huh?
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