Longing To Be Miserable

Bored is always my state,

What am I to do with all my powers?

Alone have I always been,

My life is all so mean!

What if I create loners?

To be miserable just like me!

I snap my fingers, lo and behold,

A man and a woman!

Ha Ha Ha, two loners,

Shall they reproduce more!

Happy are they, what is wrong with them?

Mind!!! Yes, they shall have minds!

Lovers they become, poems he wrote,

Am I jealous of them?

Snapped I my fingers, appeared a hunk,

Snapped I my fingers, appeared a damsel!

Boy, are they jealous now?

So good to be the God!

Handsome hunk broke up with the beauty,

She fell for the first man, the hunk with the first woman,

What on earth is happening?

Help me, God! Wait, I am the God!

Snapped I several times, several humans appeared.

Let me introduce death, voila;

Born the chaos, happier have I become.

Pairs everywhere, content are they!

What am I to do now?

Snapped I the fingers, appeared several humans,

Animals, insects, birds – resulted in the panic!

Let me sleep, for I am tired.

God, please convey Amanda I love her,

God, please make mummy buy me chocolate,

God, if you are a God get me a necklace like vidhya's,

God, please bless me with another wife!!!

I woke up with musings in my head,

Saw down on the earth,

Shelters, families, prayers to God!

Who taught them to pray?

Oh my, they named me too!

Some call me that, some call me this,

Some call me some, what my real name is?

Why create them, why suffer now,

Who are those loners?

Why are they living in the hills?

Saints! Men, I made you to be miserable!

Right, you are though, I am happy,

Come join me – did I hear enlightenment?

What does that mean?

They fight. Why? Between nations!!!

They fight. Why? Between religions!!!

They fight. Why? Between lovers

Of the same girl!!!

God, please be with us and destroy them,

God, please be with us in extinguishing them,

God, help me defeat him to marry her!!!

Who are they praying to? Me?

Thank God, you saved us!

Why did you let us down, God?

What’s wrong with these people?

They ask they fight, they win something,

They lose something!!!

They honor me, they despise me!!!

What have I become?

From God to the director of several series?

In between, I grant and take wishes!

And then off to directing and creating problems,

Artist is what am I, thought I am!

But these guys made me a servant,

Gone are the days of serenity,

Gone are the days of tranquillity,

Gone are the days of solitary,

When shall I become alone and miserable?