Need a short poem about bad bosses and missing anniversaries 300 words max
system
kharaab maalikon or laapata varshganth 300 shabd adhiktam ke bare main ek choti kavita kii aavashyaktaa he
user
aisi taarikh par jo aisa vajan rakhti he,
ek keemat he jo bhagya ke saath aati he,
or us pal par ki main dublaa,
mujhe sweekaar karnaa chahie, mujhe saaf aana chahie.

bos apane yaad main vivekpurna tha,
kuch log apni diwaar par baithte hi ise badnaam kehete hai.
"varshaganth chanchal hai, ek navik kii khushi,
or ek karmchaaree ke rup main, aap company kii durdasha kar rahe hai. "

gussa mere saamaanya pradarshan ke tahat uchhla,
mere andar kuch kaha jane ke liye kaha.
us aadmi ko ek bhayanak bhagya kaa saamana karnaa padaa,
vah nahin jaanata tha ki vah margin chhod degaa.
ghante ke paas kiya gaya tha ki mujhe apni taarikh yaad aati he,
or agar main slate ko saaf karata hum to kya shame aati he.

maine jo saamaan ko param jaldbaaji main pack kiya he,
bosman ko nahin pataa tha ki vah bhayanak kachare kaa kaaran bana.
ek dusht-tej gati se swatantraaa uchhali,
pyaar kii ore or aadhaar se dur.

eve main der se, main behosh ho gaya,
khaane ke liye bahut der ho chuki he kyonki vah itnaa sant kaa intjaar kar rahi thi.
kavitaayen chanchal hai, haalanki nahin jaisaa ki bos ne varnit kiya tha,
lekin ek bahaane ke liye nahin banane ke liye nahin.

bina kisi boj ke ek maafee upyukt lagati he,
ummid he, yah kavita pardaa waapas kar degi.
jabaki mujhe yakeen he ki aapako ek rajya main chhod diya gaya he,
mujhe yah kehete hue khed he ki main sambandhit kar saktaa hum.
meraa dil tum pakadte ho or yah sach ho jaataa he,
maalikon ko dhikkaar he, main tumhaare saath hum.
assistant
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<|user|>
kharaab maalikon or laapata varshganth 300 shabd adhiktam ke bare main ek choti kavita kii aavashyaktaa he</s>
<|assistant|>
aisi taarikh par jo aisa vajan rakhti he,
ek keemat he jo bhagya ke saath aati he,
or us pal par ki main dublaa,
mujhe sweekaar karnaa chahie, mujhe saaf aana chahie.

bos apane yaad main vivekpurna tha,
kuch log apni diwaar par baithte hi ise badnaam kehete hai.
"varshaganth chanchal hai, ek navik kii khushi,
or ek karmchaaree ke rup main, aap company kii durdasha kar rahe hai. "

gussa mere saamaanya pradarshan ke tahat uchhla,
mere andar kuch kaha jane ke liye kaha.
us aadmi ko ek bhayanak bhagya kaa saamana karnaa padaa,
vah nahin jaanata tha ki vah margin chhod degaa.
ghante ke paas kiya gaya tha ki mujhe apni taarikh yaad aati he,
or agar main slate ko saaf karata hum to kya shame aati he.

maine jo saamaan ko param jaldbaaji main pack kiya he,
bosman ko nahin pataa tha ki vah bhayanak kachare kaa kaaran bana.
ek dusht-tej gati se swatantraaa uchhali,
pyaar kii ore or aadhaar se dur.

eve main der se, main behosh ho gaya,
khaane ke liye bahut der ho chuki he kyonki vah itnaa sant kaa intjaar kar rahi thi.
kavitaayen chanchal hai, haalanki nahin jaisaa ki bos ne varnit kiya tha,
lekin ek bahaane ke liye nahin banane ke liye nahin.

bina kisi boj ke ek maafee upyukt lagati he,
ummid he, yah kavita pardaa waapas kar degi.
jabaki mujhe yakeen he ki aapako ek rajya main chhod diya gaya he,
mujhe yah kehete hue khed he ki main sambandhit kar saktaa hum.
meraa dil tum pakadte ho or yah sach ho jaataa he,
maalikon ko dhikkaar he, main tumhaare saath hum.</s>
