When i was jobless and was awaiting every single opportunity with hope and despair of losing the last one , i wrote this poem...
Million thoughts into one , I see the poem with reverence today, when I see myself working today in the field I love the most :)
A journey yet to begin
To Land nowhere
The Natives Unknown - My dream job
What a penchant call !
Life moves on, I fly by
The day and date in my calendar
-yet to be named
-yet to be called
Will I be the one?
Some say Lets move on , lets go on
But I say 'The day to be remembered
is Not far long'
The day and date will find its place in this own blog .
nice poem myta :) i remember seeing this poem in ur diary :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Raddy :) Yes its a poem from ma diary :) Nice of you to have remembered :)
Deletenice:) i m in this situation right now:)
ReplyDelete:) thanks Ramya :) I m sure you have a long way to go and al the best for you :)
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