Bittersweet Symphony
Megha Sood
“Each day we draft a new movement in our symphony of life; what melody will you compose today?”
— Ken Poirot
Life is a bittersweet symphony
played from the start to end
weaving the moments in between
that you are roped in
weaved in the mesh:
of the joy and the sad moments,
you change into a million faces
till you are turned into dust and fade in
Life is a bittersweet symphony
where the verses always don’t carry a meaning
and the chords always
don’t turn into a melody
strumming through the
pain and happiness
as you play along with life
you pick and choose your chord carefully
but who knows whether the choice is poor or wise
Life is a bittersweet symphony
and you just playing your part
in the whole orchestra
the percussion;
those bittersweet moments
/to which your old heart sways/
and it plays a riff on your soul
a long-lasting impression which stays.
