Jobless

a poem by Harsha (Bangalore)

Out of K.G. Joining school
Out of school. Joining college
Out of college. Joining Grad school
Out of Grad school. Joining ???? Joining ????…

Do thou know what it feels like for a jobless
Do thou know what it feels like in this world for a jobless

An ordinary day in thy life is a heaven
Chatting with a toots
“as l please”
“what are thou doin”
“thou unemployed graduate!!”
“OK… I see… brb”
Thou (colloq-1000) clouds break
She went. Never to comeback

Do thou know what it feels like for a jobless
Do thou know what it feels like in this world for a jobless

Thy phone rings. Thy aunt
“Thou at home. What thou doing. Got any job?”
“My neighbours daughter got into this… that”
“Grrrr… Just a minute aunty, mom has come”
Couch eases his complaint
Bed comforts him
‘Coz someone told him
“Future depends on what thou dream” So go and sleep.

Do thou know what it feels like for a jobless
Do thou know what it feels like in this world for a jobless

/* morning 10 */
“Thou still not out of bed. Thou jobless!!”
What angel wakes thy from thine flow’ry bed?
“When should I clean the room?” screams housemaid
Ah! Even housemaid scolds a jobless
‘Coz she has a job…
Oh God! Mera number kab aayega
Desperation… Desperation…
Well, here’s an anagram “A Rope Ends It”