FRAMED EFFORTS

                                                                                     

Waving high the certificates of merit,

he has nothing in his credit.

Sparkling seem on them the high percentage,

nothing to boast as his wage.

He’s apt for the job with all qualifications,

even for water there’s a race in our nation.

Not carrying with his performa a great person’s reference,

among the candidates he’s not given preference.

To touch the sky-he’s worth it,

jobless-realities of life how will he face it?

He cries-educated qualified unemployed,

bright future that education promised is devoid

Gaining pace is this insecurity,

despite excelling their is no security.

Such instances make the others loose their zeal,

disenchantments we shall also undergo & feel.

Rising every single day with anticipation,

that today the bells might ring in fast motion,

As he travels he remembers his years of struggle,

in those he just wants to cuddle,

Truth is-he didn’t achieve what he aimed,

lie alone his efforts all just framed.