Poem

Dragged Coders (Ghasita Coder Poem’s English Version)

This poem is based on true events!
The poem’s characters are not imaginary, but real.

And this is the translated and modified version of Ghasita Coder Poem (written in Hindi language)

“Dragged Coders”

Oh Brother, Oh Brother
Just take a look, a coder is getting messed!
He’s not in this world, but in his own and bursting his <head/> !

Something Explode! What Explode? Where Explode?
Who know? You know? I do not know. And who really knows that what is missing..
He is hissing and gone for fishing. Found 404!

Burnt and boiled by code build, sipping the code, as if being drunk!
Shuffling between one window to another,
putting a hand on Ctrl+C and Second Hand on Ctrl+V
The magic show still goes on!

The code been added layer by layer, with each layer
His old mistakes make a new beginning,
Elevated thinking of developing new civilization! Being made!

Project Manager!
Project Manager’s bread, clothing and shelter over the head and rising inflation
giving a cry on his head as a crescent moon.
And the Coder been dragged on the seventh sky!

Old wine in a new bottle, crying out
“50 percent discount, 50 percent discount”
and letting his throat dry!

The siren of “Demo came” being heard and been moulded into melody in return.

For safety of managed Jugaad code, rubs all through his nose and face.
Thereafter, being caught in Temple for the safe!

But! despite for all the turbulence faced. Getting praises on his foolishness.

And carrying bag of the medals, which he should never won. OMG! the bag is torn!

And during this 9 hours of Flexible bombardment by contributing a little BIT,
towards the goal of 2018, to transform  the organization a real hit!

And Running for the Shadows of dream and the sleeping dream with in;

Turning off his system, sharing the message
“save power and push the country forward”

And saying, ok bye! bye! spark is signing out!
Guess! you and me on one day, will be shining out!

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