Living a rat’s race
At our own pace,
Instead of dreams being nurtured
We see them being murdered.
Swallowing the pride, unwillingly
9 to 5, routine daily
Some call us working class hero
What we actually become, zero.
Pour me some wine, it’s Saturday
Bring me some booze, it’s Sunday.
Let the hangover take care of the rest,
Live my life these two days, I’ll do my best.
It’s been a while since I wrote something other than working on 4 Words Daily; which happened to take most of my time. So, midst of all these posts and office works and what not; I managed to take some time and dedicate to this poem…Hope you like it, and stay tuned for more posts….Cheers..ย ย
๐๐ we all want that ๐ฅ
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Ah! The monotony of everyday ๐
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Weekdays and weekends be like…
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WOW !! It’s really awesome ๐ ๐๐๐๐
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Story of my mundane life!!
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Thank you so much!! ๐๐
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Have a great day…
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๐ค have a great day
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