15 Jul 2012

Project Management




Project
A lifeline of a company to earn big bucks
Mining through the risks and unknown challenges


Team
A cluster of strangers and foes
Competing and striving to excel at same time


Managers
A robotic army powered by bosses
To yell at teams to meet deadlines at any cost


Allocation
A utopian distribution system
For assigning resources  for different tasks

Review
A must have checkups to track and cure    
The progress all along the network path of projects

 Deadline
It’s always a daunting task
When you try to make up for the lost time

Regrets
No face value for it
Once you wasted your chance

Stress
A Painful thrill to live through,
Amidst busy fixing one hitch up after another

Time
A luxury to even dream
As every second has its price, with no returns

Sleep
A mirage that keeps moving away 
While digging up turmoils under compulsion  to finish tasks 




Plan
A beautiful map to decorate the wall
When all tasks explode beyond all the controls


Strategy
Dangerous  ploys to play, on every phase
To fix or steady the plans against all the odds 


 Hope
A rope to wish for from nowhere
When every road seems to meet a dead end

Motivation
A sour grape that can energize minds
Urging them to conquer the unthinkable heights

Belief
An empty wallet in pocket
With magical powers to create miracles   

Help
A welcome gift from anyone
Anytime to sail the ship towards a safe shore


End
A podium to climb
To pour the champagne to celebrate the relief 

A poem dedicated to all sleepless , stressed individuals around the world, working hard and trying to meet the deadlines of projects!

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14 Jul 2012

Cross road




Standstill at a junction
Of present
Two directions
Two outcomes
One heading towards glories of past
Other heading towards oblivion of silence
Uncertainty rules
Choice is beyond me
I have to wait
Until the war clouds drizzle down
And clear the sky
Mistakes of past haunt me
Journey towards unknown beckon me


I’ve forgotten my own soul
I am searching for my old self
Lost somewhere in ocean of quarrels
Lost my goodwill on the mountain of agony
I tried to dig it down to find plain ground
Where I lost my identity
As I wish to be recognized again
And tear apart the tag of imposter
Perceptions built on first impressions
Now stands tall in front of my own shadows
I feel dwarfed by the weight of my own image
I razed scars with my words
Now I wish to heal them with compassion


I seek forgiveness
But my lost identity
Blocks my entry to old pathway
Hopelessly
I stare at the barren new path
As time ticks down
But I wish for a new path
For a new start
Straight from the past
Without the murmurs of discontent
Without the suspicion of another breakdown
With a belief of harmony





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29 Apr 2012

Lost world of words




Evening is still young
Sun has not gone home yet
Even as the clouds try to cover
The sky with its massive blanket
Rays of light over shadows it
With tinge of silvery brightness
I am alone waiting for night
To see the stars again
To throw dreams
At them
As I lost my way
Somewhere
I want to ask
For guiding lights
To open up new paths
Towards a lost world
Of words where I weaved
The canvas of imagination
To paint my words
With unseen colors
And spread splashes of joy
To those who might read one day

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27 Apr 2012

Freedom




Today, I am having my liberty
After slicing down the vultures
Of worries that kept scaring me
When I looked back at my past
I found myself sneaking past
Worries by being coldblooded
With empty hands and mind
I can just walk in rain calmly
Enjoying a banter with the clouds!

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21 Jan 2012

Suicide




Solemn journey towards peaceful obscurity
Untied from bonds and tiring obligations
Ignited by the passion for a great escape
Capitulated heart with broken dreams and tears
Identifies this medicine as cure for all ills and miseries
Dare to turn around and see the real sufferers in pain
Entice the mind to live; life can be your curing miracle
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16 Jan 2012

I love you from the bottom of my heart




I live with a hope that my
Love will find its way to
You, one day
 From the moment, I met you
The wishful heart craved for you   
Bottom to top it beat the rhythm
 Of your dreams and smile
My wish is to keep them sparkling with
 Heartily promise to wipe your tears all along 



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7 Jan 2012

Lonely




Laboring days and nights with an aura of funeraL
Obsolete like a buried tree on an active volcanO
Nagging someone, guilt- ridden to seek a returN
Even as the door of reconciliation blare in flamE
Left with suave memories in company to prevaiL
Yearns for love to arise from the ruins as a fancy      


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