Hi all ...
I am just posting this poem so beautifully penned by my boss/ trainer and a great inspirer .. Mr.Ravi Shivram .. with his permission
It is amazing to see such a poetic genius ..
He is a great soul .. evolved and evolving ...
The usual things which we use .. ie the PC .. he has used his most perfect thoughts to correlate the life and PC!!
here it is for a wonderful read!!!
Intention Spring cleaning, took all the old FILES from the attic above
After lot of SERCH in my PROPERTIES
I was now OPENING and EXPLORING
And there was something really for SHARING
I went to this PATH, COOKIES of life,
Can I UNDO or MOVE what is fated?
The almighty has SET all the DOCS
And HE knows the best to VIEW the STATUS
All I could do now was to chew my THUMBNAILES
Tried my best to look REFRESHED
Yes, like LINKS people come and go
All we can do is smile, giggle, or just GOOGLE say YAHOO
Can you or me CUSTOMIZE life?
When doors are shut and WINDOWS open
Mind is directionless and wonder with DISCONNECT galore
And few try HARD to SYNCHORNIZE dreams.
Temples and prayers are SUPPORT CENTRES
And implicit faith love surrender will HELP
My confessions are in MY DOCUMENT
But then HE is the ADMINISTRATER of ALL
Our thoughts are the cosmic CONTACTS
Some one, some how, some where become ALL USERS
But I still thank the Lord in my prayer INBOX
I still have one FAVOURITE
This is my SHARED time- document
I gave my heart to her as I liked her OUTLOOK of life
She is a person with lot of DRIVE
Made me wonder in REAL ARCADE
I am looking at the WALL papers and GALLERY
CLIPARTS and FILLED COLOUR
She did AUTOSHPAE my mind
And made me write and rewrite in Black Chancery
I admired her in the PHOTOALBUM
Kept in heart’s LIBRARY and GALLERY
Her thoughts drive me mad at HOME and at NEW OFFICE
My mind always SERCHING –EXPLORING
I remember her bewitching smile when I SHARED MUSIC
And we SHARED PICTURES of fun joy and happiness.
It still hurts and echoes what she said WORD by WORD
Get lost mate- you are like a VIRUS
Today a nice sunny morning it is all REAL
Not in doubt.. Surely not GAMING
I send her thru my neighbor little boy my MESSENGER
After a CHAT he agreed to hand of a flower and this poem
Time passed clock ticked away and there was THE SHOW and HIDE
The he whispered in my ear….. She threw them in the RECYCLE BIN
With wet eyes and tears I looked at my DESKTOP
And with blurred eyes I read….. LG…Life’s good. STILL GOOD!!
Hope you liked it as i did
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