the good place

 

Eternity together, or leave when you can

You become dust that makes the earth

You become a memory in everyone’s head

You become an ink in a dairy by my bed

 

Eternity together, and leave when you can

We chase the butterflies in the green grass

We drink lemonade by the sunset in France

We watch movies till late at night

 

Eternity together, but leave when you can

I search for reasons to keep you here

I find issues to argue about in this sphere

I act like we are not yet completely happy and content together

 

when does your life become more than the love you give,

when do we feel content about what we become,

when does our responsibility to others end,

when can we leave the eternity and still make them happy?

 

A never-ending ever after and I leave when I want to

The dust I become spells your name at the beach,

My happiness will always have your touch in it,

My second death will keep out till people stop loving.

 

A never-ending ever after but I leave when I want to,

Our love is bigger than the world we left,

Our togetherness incomprehensible to people on earth,

Our content within each-other what keeps me alive even in dead.

 

A never-ending ever after or I leave when I want to,

Your transparent efforts to postpone my self actualisation

Will not diminish my love towards you and neither would it affect my transcending

Your love will always be the thing that brought me to this.

 

The journey from life to love to death is different for everyone

When does it hurt more? When its short or when its long?

When you leave everyone and they attend your funerals or

When you see everyone transcend and no one attends your funeral?

 

I think I know the answer but I’d still do the selfish thing.

I’d leave first in hopes I don’t grieve your absence,

I’d leave first so I save a place for you beside me,

I’d leave first so I can say “best ones die first” and laugh about it.

 

There is no concept of heaven or hell for me

No one knows for sure what happens after the darkness comes over

Maybe the Egyptians were right, or the religious texts were precise

Maybe there’s nothing at all or the actual life begins again, all over.

 

But I know for sure, we will always carry our love with eachother,

Life after life, time after time,

You’ll always be a part of me,

For I am a mosaic of everyone I love.

 

The good place. Only ever been good, because of you.

 

~The End~

 

 

This is a poem inspired by my most favourite show “The Good Place”. Its one of those shows that leaves you thinking for a while before you proceed to re-watch it because every ending of a show leaves with a huge void. Haha, anyways.

Even though I watched this show long back, I wrote this recently when it came up on my for you page and it just felt right to write about it. I love show so much and it has the perfect ending. The writers knew how itd end when they started the show. Those are the kinds of show that just wont leave one’s mind. They feel complete.

I will not be spoiling the show. Any further I mean.

 

Now, talking about the star of the show, the poem.

Its about the question: immortality with love?

There are no tricks. Just plain eternity with your loved one.

the poem has two partners talking to eachother. One that wants to stay in the paradise, one that feels content enough to leave it. The first part is the former trying to understand the premise and trying to keep their partner with them.

The use of propositions was very intentional,

The Or speaks of the options, the option of leaving so the person thinks of all things grey that happen,

The And speaks about the bright side of our question, we are in paradise! We can do anything and everything to our heart's content,

The But speaks about the possibility that their lover might choose to leave. Leave them alone.

 

The next stanza is the other person thinking aloud; they know what the former is thinking and then they start the play with prepositions,

In And, they try to pacify them, they try to talk about the good in grey

In but, its evident that they don’t hate them

And in Or, they say it doesn’t matter what they do, they will always love them

And leaving doesn’t just mean leaving the other one alone, its forming a path to lead.

 

The answer to the question is that there is no right or easy answer. Leaving is difficult and so is staying. the best way to go through with this is understanding one another.

 

the next stanza is about life on earth where mortality can be a liability. But if you go first, you don’t grieve as much. If youre the last, you walk each day with a heart heavier than all those who went away. I don’t want to use the word “leave”. They aren’t leaving you, they just boarded the bus before you.

But of course there is this contemplation on human life and existence and what exists after the said existence. Who is right and who is wrong?

“The Egyptians believed the most significant thing you can do in your life is die.”

By Philomena cunk.

Maybe that is right, or maybe resurrection is right. Maybe this was a test drive and life begins all over again in 4 dimension. Will we ever know in this life? No. most definitely impossible.

but we do know our love will be alive.

A cheesy ending, obviously.

That’s what makes me an orange cloud. Im cheesy asf.

 

Wow that could’ve been a disastrous introductory post for anyone reading this as the first post to my blog omfg.

Im an atheist.

 

 

Anyways,

That is it for today,

Have a wonderful week ahead.

Happy July.

 

Thank you for reading till here. I love you.

:P

 

Yours lovingly,

Yourorangecloud.

 

 

FDD- fifteen day diary

I hope your week started off well, Mine started off with BAD PERIOD CRAMPS UGHHHH.

It was so bad I cried.

I have been painting these days.

Bought some rangeela tempera colours in a fair two weeks back, cut some cardboard into pieces for unrelated purposes (tomfoolery) and magically decided to paint on the cardboard pieces. Like mini paintings. Im so proud of how they came out. I told very few people about it. Im not yet ready to post the pics. Ill post them in the next blog.

I bought many more colours after the first few solid blocks. My hoarding impulse is back MUAHAHA

Jokes on me.

Anyways, watching parks and rec- going good. I live for mockumentaries. always looking into my schizo cameras. I love my camera crew, they know exactly where to place the camera.

Have a great week y’all!!

Love you so much for being here.

 

 

Byeee!!!!!