Need to write

Haven’t written a post
For quite some time.
With collage, project and coaching
Schedule is nine to nine.
With the busy life
Drifting like a leaf in gale
On the top, it is cold
Makes my heart pale.

Got 15 minutes
Before I rush to coaching
I really need to write.
But a poem need time and devotion
You cannot just glide.
So stop the search for a good idea
Just write, what comes to my mind.
Love it or shove it.
It is you to decide.

Thanks for reading!!!

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Call of the profession

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The society that we live in,
Is possible due to
Doctors, teachers , fires person
And all different professions.

Many people work hard,
So, we don’t need
To live like a bard.
This hardwork is backbone of system
That keeps our life in rhythm.

So work you do for a living,
Is also something, you are giving.
Your profession is very important,
Weather sweeper, fireman or accountant.

Your profession may be boring,
Waiting something interesting to happen
So open your ears,
And hear the call of profession.

Apart from doing you daily work,
There is another duty that lurk.
Spreading happiness through your profession,
Can provide an additional perk.

Take example of me
A student of IT
LOVE not only programming
And geek nerd.
But also how IT,
Shapes our world.

I try to use my knowledge,
For helping people in lockage (confusion).
Weather Papa needing to
Sort his documents
Or, our milk maid needing a
Divine wallpaper for penance.

History is witness of the prose.
Every profession has started,
To support a good cause.
Use you skills for benifit of society,
Doing so will gain you
Skill refinement , practical knowledge
And of course mind free from anxiety.

You will gain peace and satisfaction,
Many people’s love and affection,
And respect in your possession faction.

So all the best,
Achieve your career goals,
But never forget  in being aspirational
The meaning of a true professional.

Friends-the realisation

Better part of my childhood
I spent at home
Away from the outside
Conform was my life’s norm.

Youngest in the family
A life was a shown
All the love and care
I shared alone.

Felt I don’t need anyone
Complete with the family
Need nothing more
Life was full of fun.

Don’t have any good friends
As a kid
Now, I feel the regret
Of what I did.

Got true friends,
Only in the 6th standard,
Even then for many years
I do not share their cheers.

Seeing the high school aminie
I so want to live
Again that years many.
Where I can share
Dreams , favorite movies
Crushes and fantasies.
And take memorable memories
Along my life’s breeze.
But,
Now is too late,
Nothing can be done
With any amount of please!!

Now I understand the importance of friends,
They are your peers, with them you hang (hang out)
Nothing can be equal to ,be part of a gang.

So, dear reader
Never miss an opportunity
To make another friend
Because who knows
What is the life’s next bend.