Its 9 am on a Friday Morn
So Why can I hear the Monday Blues Horn
Why ain't my mind filled with ecstacy
Of the weekend ahead ,the 2 days for me
Perhaps, its still Friday and I can't get over it
The smell of coffee,the warmth of printed paper
The noise of my manager sitting on my shoulder
The voice of the keyboard strokes, the clumsy office space
The fan of my motherboard,bing of the failed connection database
Browser tends to shift more to all the download sites
But its almost time to shift to port B
Life is as boring as this Friday highlites
Damn the phone's ringing again, this poetry stops here for me!
..brb!!
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Life is a big race, where I fall behind
Catching the wrong trains, runnin in the wrong lane
I have my eyes on the lights,my heads straight up...
the shoe laces are untied,
And I run, and I run, I dont look back
Coz there is no one looking for me..
Just no one....
Its raining now and the road is slippery,
the alleys are dark, and the glass panes have got hazy,
But I dont care to give them a glance,
Coz I have my eyes on the lights..
...............the Light that gleams at night, and says...
Top Models Here...Adults Only..Haha......................................................
Am a mad mad blogger these days and am venting out whatever
crap gets to my head asap...wanna chk some of my crap go here
http://techkeyla.blogspot.com
http://itsmagnumopus.blogspot.com
http://tathastu.blogspot.com
And please..no hate messages.
Am an MBA aspirant tryin to make sense of the otherwise nonsense corporate world...
so whos gonna win is just a matter of time..but the journey counts more than the destination...well...I have already started to make a lot of non-sense...so am I getting tuned into the corpo way eh!....
