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Whispers and Words #6 | On Your Shoulders

***

Strutting on the dais,
Dressed up for the occasion,
In a flurry of footsteps,
You collect your degree.

A weight off your shoulders,
Your joy knows no end.


Dashing out of the crowded elevator,
Your bag single-strapped,
In a room of sparkling white,
You deliver your presentation.

Green as grass, still you feel
Head and shoulders above all.


Trudging past the empty bullpens,
Your bag double-strapped,
Late into the night,
You punch out for the day.

With your shoulder to the wheel,
Seven years have gone by so fast.

***

This poem commemorates my completion of seven years in corporate life. Although the time passed in my presence, I still find it hard to believe.

Do you share my feelings? Leave your thoughts in the comments below.




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  1. Akash Singh12:25 AM, September 03, 2025

    Deep Likhte ho bhai. Keep right ▶️.

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