Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Miss LEAN

The Puzzled smile
A la Mona Lisa in her
No syllable, No gesture
But a pain that linger

She talks to me
With voice so thin
Not many comprehend
Our chemistry within

Bleeding defects
Code malfunction
Cold environment
And reasons beyond mention

Now I realize
The troubled state
Testers the lone savior
To bring things abate

Defect meetings
And triage calls
Recoding and fix
A few on protocol

Worries remain
As new environment beckon
An emergency push
Only way to reckon

Stage is all set
Retesting spot on
Things brighten
Her vintage smile back on

I watch her now
One more wound seen
She falls back and says
"Welcome...I'm LEAN"

2 comments:

  1. wow kya baat hain!! Bala, i love the baly n you...

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  2. Awesome..man.. didnt know that u were such a great poet..a very exquisite work..Bravo !

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