I know that the title sounds familiar,it should be coz its taken from 'yesterday' by the beatles.
It totally personifies all the things i've felt in the past few days i.e. happinesss, sorrow and everything related but engulfing all of those was the longing for yesterday(the PAST). God must be a sadist coz he gave me enough pain to inspire me to write somethings in the last 2 days that i have wanted to write maybe for the last 2 years. I have written 2 poems(or whatever you may call it as it can be well called a epic for all i care!) which i'm now going to share with you in the order of writing them down...
The first one is to Anjali Sharma and Shruti Bajpai( i know u both would not like to be referred to in the same sentence but that's how it was for me and through this i just want to let you know what i went through when you both were away,
I sit in the sunshine and think of the moon,
My mind is playing with me this afternoon,
What speed at which my mind is working!
Nonsensical thoughts are lurking,
Thoughts about how i got my first best friend,
It seemed to be so easy back then,
Greetings were exchanged
And then best friends we were named,
We grew bit by bit then,
And with our bodies, our egos grew too when,
We split and found new friends,
But now once again I had a best friend,
But now its built into a trend,
Just a trick to fit in and blend,
All I wanted now was a true friend,
One who can tell me the truth,
And sometimes can be a brute,
One who can get me out of the blue,
I only asked for one but I got lucky,I got two
But I forgot how it never works out for me,
I forgot that I am besotted with calamity,
One left me, the other left with me,
And in between the two, I was left with misery,
The war broke out and it broke me down,
My two best friends were the talk of the town,
And I was left alone with the tears of a clown,
Some time after, one won the war,
The war in my head had gone quite far.
I got a sister in the process,
But I had lost a precious friend,
I had to pay my taxes
For wanting only one best friend.
GOD IS A SADIST
God is a sadist,
Even for that he has a list,
The ones who are in good rhythm,
Are enlisted for his sadism,
First he shows us a million pleasures,
All to entice us with added leisures,
Soon as we fall in his mousetrap,
He will do all to wrap,
The pleasure seekers in misery,
Plunge them into hell's depth fiery.
Torture their hearts
And play them like darts,
On his whim,his every wish,
We are like his favorite dish,
That he can play with or eat,
But whom none of us can beat,
In this life bound with chains,
Of desires and so resulting pains.
My mouth is dry,
From speaking this high,
Telling everyone these lies,
That my heart is light and still flies,
But nobody will know,
That i bore sorrow,
And after i fulfilled my round,
I have finally buried it in the ground.
I know i'm very wayward with expression on the exact context but its so hard to do it when everything is pouring out without control.I write things very spontaneously so I apologize for any semantic mistakes.
