Now i have completed my graduation. I don't think i want to pursue studies further. So, now i have to earn money to feed myself as soon as possible and this is what came to my mind...........................
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
never thought you are so important,
never gave you that importance,
never i had to work for you,
never dreamed i will write for you.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
always you were there,
always my wallet was full of you,
always you were allotted to me,
always i assumed you as my silent companion.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but it is hard to keep you around,
but you have a big ego,
but want to be respected,
but you are a dictator.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
how can i follow my dream,
how can i be what i want to,
how can i just be your slave,
how can i just work for you.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you bring more sadness than happiness,
you make us work like machines,
you result in a lot of enmity,
you turn wise men into crooks.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i urge you to be lenient,
i urge you to stop punishing people who misuse you,
i urge you to loosen your standards,
i urge you to come easy to wise men too as you come to crooks.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We expect you to be a bit more forgiving.
Sonu Anand.
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4 comments:
lol :D
Money is always important whether we have or not!!!
trueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Hahaa..its all about money…funny.
:-) Thank you for realizing the essence of this silly poem.
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