I am "IT" Batman

I put on my cape and my mask
Take the elevator to the basement
Get into my "batmobile" and start for office
And not a damn soul is watching

I zip my way through the traffic
With stealth mode navigation and precision steering
And that Nolan Dark Knight theme song blaring
And not a damn soul is watching

I get to my office desk
And concoct code out of air so thin
Create magic with my cape still on
And not a damn soul is watching

Several hours just fly by
Waiting for magic, but nothing's happening
The tangled code, just as buggy
And not a damn soul is watching

As day turns to night
I code with all my might
Seeing another day of my life wasted
And not a damn soul is watching

My awesome ninja driving skills
Eventually surrender to the horrific traffic
Wishing for a "batpod" for an easy escape
And not a damn soul is watching

I sneak back home after the dark
Knowing Alfred won't bother waiting
And count the "batsignals" as I go to sleep
And not a damn soul is watching

In this world of "IT", there are several like me
Believing they are here for a purpose
Saving the world, while merely surviving it
Why isn't any damn soul watching

As I hang my cape for the day
Knowing it will start all over again
Praying for the strength to conquer it all
And hope someday someone somewhere would be watching

Time

A Second is a fleeing memory,
Before you realize, its already history.

A Minute is a lost opportunity,
A regret may last till eternity.

An Hour may be an anxious recount of moments,
A haunting experience of uneasy events.

A Day is just a page in the book called Life,
Pick out a good one and read it with delight.

A Month is the time to give your best,
No harm in pursuing if you pass that test.

A Year is a speck in the time you will stay,
Don't fret a bad one, it wont matter anyway.

A Decade is to look back and rejoice,
Pat yourself for your journey of choice.

A Century is the previous generations' legacy ,
Make sure to leave a better one with no intricacy.

Time is ever so constantly changing,
Its futile to keep up with life's waxing and waning.

Let bygones be an oblivion to you,
Because time wont stop and neither should you.

Make peace with it and keep doing your best,
Let history take care of the rest.

Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

Went into the meeting anyway
Thinking am I the scapegoat of the day
Came out feeling better, not one bit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

Sit down he said its going to take long
And I think I could hear someone play the funeral song
The cold vibe I was getting, just did it
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

He went on to tell me all that I did not do
No weekly reports, No timesheets, No lack of initiative will do
No this no that, every excuse to deem me unfit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!!

You analyse well, design and code well too
But your review mistakes no one can undo
You also need to improve on the technical bit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

He wasn't even started yet on project quality
He could have dished out my mistakes till eternity
For all those messed up things he faced in audit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

I wondered am I that bad at it
All the toil now seems like exploit
All the good work and no credit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

And then he says look on the brighter side
You are bad no doubt but worse could be it
And I see no improvement one tad bit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

As the discussion drooled along
I prayed god make me strong
Today he wasn't handing me a clean chit
Oh shit! My appraisal got hit!!

Out of the meeting now and I feel lighter
Maybe wiser and somewhat happier
Only to realise that all this is bullshit
But for the record ... my appraisal got hit!!

These were few things on which I pondered
Its not that bad is what I wondered
Four years now, am waiting for my gold biscuit
Who cares if my appraisal got hit!!

Walk Me To My Grave

Its a poem this time... not my first one though. About someone who has not been fortunate to have anything going right in his life. Just painful memories of futile struggle till failure. Here it goes ---

Woke up to a life of hardships

Each turn a test of strength and wits

Struggles kept wearing me out

Ruthlessly watching as I painfully shout

Bereft from home

I was struggling alone

As job milestones felt like a feat

Each year seemingly impossible to meet

Personal life was also a mess

With troubles I wish I could take less

And even love shied away

Never to bring me the glorious day

They say its better to have loved and lost

Than not have loved at all

Nothing but an optimist's muse, I'd say

Have to live with the loss at the end of the day

Life reduced to an aimless wandering

A ship without sails and minutes from sinking

Searched for success here and there

Made friends with failure everywhere

Maybe life is as good as it gets

But for me, it's just full of regrets

Can't take it, I am not that brave

Its time to walk me to my grave

This fruitless life deserves to die

That truth I cannot belie

Be the support no one gave

Please walk me to my grave