I wish, we could be young again,
And forget all the pain..
Unemployment captured our brains,
We can't think over it,
Depression burning whole of us bit by bit..
Everyone want to overcome and regain again..
Sitting on the benches,
With the papers and files..
All it contained is certificates,
cv with A grade inside..
Tired of everything,
Frustration of cracking this one,
But the cycle repeats with no change.
Interviews and interviews,
Rounds and rounds.
And then one same answer,
Echos the same reply..
"Hey, you were good enough..
We will call you.. You can leave now.."
Hoping for the best
everything is just a waste.
Still waiting for the Calls,
But received no response.
Everything working or not,
Yet, no call, no sms and no mail..
They said study hard,
score well and
And you will get a perfect job
and life beyond..
Good grades will open up
No one knew,
Fortune also plays it role
And the ball goes to those court
who rolls the dice hard.
Time to go home,
Now the real ghost will
haunt you with the questions..
Relatives of relatives,
And dont know which generation..
Will ask you same questions again,
"what do you do these days???"
And when you will say,
They will start laughing,
murmuring and find faults in you, My friend.
Unemployed left us empty
not only with pockets
but with the friends and families..
Neither we are useless
Nothing can stop us,
From achieving whatever we dreamt..
Moving with flow
Working towards our goals..
No clue where we Will land up to,
But surely will suceed with whatever we do..
Piece of papers might decide your job
But don't lose hope
because it won't decide your future..
Just like Stars complete wishes
after they are fall..
Same way my Dear,
Dreams come true after we fail..
-The Unknown Writer..