As on my bed I lay

Yogita Thakur - who is she??? Well she is mad, crazy, hopeless, sarcastic, mischievous, random, funny (sometimes) and yeah a bigger cartoon than me (did I just admit I am a cartoon??... anyways yomu – that’s for another fight) … but having said all that, she is sweet, a very good buddy and very very talented ..
But still who is she?? and why do we have to give a fuck???
Lol because unfortunately she is today’s Guest Blogger
I always knew she was a silent/anonymous writer and has a very good pen, So as she usually is – when I generally approached her to do a post for this page, she did her usual nakraas .. and then very willingly said, “I’l see… give me some time” and that was when I got scared :(
Now the Title As on my bed I lay – gives so many wrong ideas, I mean given the reputation of my blog, I know you people will expect something of the XXX types, but don’t worry its not my post today..lol .. Actually given the fact that our beautiful guest blogger keeps having 100’s of crushes on regular basis.. I too got weird ideas when I read the title, but the poem is extremely sweet and I loved it.
Thanx yaar Yogita, I am very happy that you actually did this. Proud of you
you’re the best (only sometimes) ::winks and kisses(forcefully)::

As on my bed I lay

- by Yogita Thakur
Wednesday, July 13, 2011 at 10:30pm

As on my bed I lay, I think of all that I did today
Woke up late, polished off a fruit plate and then drifted aimlessly through the day.
There was a time when I could just play,
Nobody would bother, no one would say.
Life then had no worries, but now its full of queries,
What should be my career, will I get a job?
I want to break the barrier and run away from the mob.
I want to bask in the sunshine and dance in the rain,
But nothing seems to be working, neither happiness nor pain.
With all these thoughts in my mind and the future beyond sight,
I wish I might, I wish I may
Get back my childhood days silently I pray.




Well to start it off....poetry for me has alwys been rhyming words so thts wht i hv used here. All i did was type n put punctuations wherevr i felt was needed, PLZ FEEL FREE to make suggestions/comments coz m not a pro. And its seems quite amateurish but thtz rather all i could come up with (given d ur deathline, pun intended)....n sorry if its sounds grim...its just the reflection of my current state of mind.

Thanks Willy i din't know i cud ever do sumthng crazy like this...writing poems n all....damn i wasted my time in the wrong field. Ok enuf of me...hope u like it. Read away.
--- Yogita Thakur