Boss and me

rahulwairagar

What's meant to be, i cannot see,

disagreements and discussions with me,

will I ever of this bondage be free,

Is it all worth the received fee.

I think sometimes should I flee, 

or heed to the words , of he ,

he who heads this big marquee ,

pondering on what's next to be.

Dawns realization and enlightens me,

earned he has , this  responsibility ,

accept I must , this with glee ,

Lets take of with a new tee.

 

  • Author: rahulwairagar (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 27th, 2023 04:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • David Wakeling

    Normally I like rhyme but this is tedious to read.Nothing is explained.

  • L. B. Mek

    your words remind me of Sylvia Plath's, legacy of defiance
    from her poem, 'Ennui':
    'tea eaves thwart those who court catastrophe'
    thanks for sharing, keep on believing
    (I like the conviction in your poetic voice
    ignore the noise
    those who need to be spoon fed explanations
    only read, to devalue others
    so as
    'to fatten their pathetic egos')



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