Poem about the intense pain I’ve been feeling in my tongue for the last three days, thanks to an ulcer. I’ve taken some inspiration from Harry Potter and “The Popeye Show”. Here is the content: Three days of sheer pain Sharp, intense and mind-numbing pain My tongue has become a raging inferno Enough to wipe…Read more Three Days Of Sheer Pain
Poem dedicated to a very close cousin of mine. Here is the content: Parents are very specialOne cannot imagine a lifeWithout either of themHowever, having a brotherIs the ultimate treasureImagine someone who enjoys messing around with youAnd makes you laughYou and he may not see eye-to-eyeOn a number of thingsBut he always has your backComing…Read more Having A Brother Is The Ultimate Treasure
Poem about all the things that my boss enjoys. Here is the content: You really enjoy it, don’t you? Keeping your employees on tenterhooks Day in and day out Loading them with so much work That it’s a wonder no one has collapsed Out of sheer stress and fatigue Finding faults where there are none…Read more You Really Enjoy It, Don’t You?
Poem dedicated to my dear sister. Here is the content: Parents are precious, of course One cannot imagine a life without them But the joy of having a sibling Is something else, entirely! Imagine someone who will share your happiness and sorrow And fight with you for a number of reasons Many of them may…Read more The Value Of A Sibling
Oh, if wishes were horses! If only every wish of mine came true Then I would be the happiest person in the world There would be no worldly worries No work stress No family drama No health ailments And I can go on and on Oh, if wishes were horses! There would be no time…Read more Oh, If Wishes Were Horses!
Poem I wrote when work pressure became too hot to handle; driving me to the verge of a nervous breakdown. Here is the content: You know you are doomed When the pile of work before you Keeps growing taller and taller Despite your best efforts To cut it down to size As the old cliché…Read more What Work Depression Looks Like
Warning: This poem contains dark themes and references to death and depression. Here is the content: Recruitment is like a whirlpool Once you enter it You have effectively sealed yourself For there is no escape route On the other hand You keep getting sucked inside Deeper and deeper Until you are left with no choice…Read more Getting Sucked Into The Whirlpool Of Recruitment
This is a poem on how my job is adversely affected by the poor service of Vodafone Idea (Vi). Here is the content: A day in Recruitment Is full of phone calls Mostly to candidates Whether it be prospective candidates To whom you have to pitch a job opportunity Or existing candidates Whose interviews you…Read more How Vodafone Affects My Job
Yet another poem dedicated to my boss, for whom I’ve been working for 5+ years. Here is the content: I have been working for you For a long, long time And I’ve been working really hard In fact, there have been times When I have worked on weekends And there’ve also been times When I’ve…Read more Seeking Appreciation For My Hard Work
This is a poem dedicated to my favourite music composer, Harris Jayaraj. Here is the content: It has been twenty-one years Since you first arrived on the scene With a melody so evergreen So enchanting, and so sublime That we were left spellbound Four years after the legendary “Vaseegara” Came the song “Oru Maalai” This…Read more It Has Been Twenty-one Years