Programmer's Life

On the sleepless nights,
My mind wanders and feels restless whole night,
The bugs are irritating me,
They are not in my bed, but are hidden in my source code.

The project deadlines keep me working all the time,
The 24/7 work schedule never lets me see the sunshine,
My fingers are getting numb, my wrist is in pain,
But I don’t care, I am stuck here with some bug on line number ten.

My beloved asks me when you will be free,
Do you love me or love your programming Ms?
I tell her it would just take minutes, get ready for the evening fun,
Frustrated when I hang my hat, I find the night is almost done.

To fix the bug, I scratch my head too much,
At one time I had Elvis hair do, now I have lady gaga look,
Oh my God, I was happy momentarily that I found all my bugs,
Till I found my software needed a new and improved outlook.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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June 5, 2023 at 3:38 PM
With great finesse and artistry, this poem delves into the realm of sleepless nights, exploring the restless tendencies of the mind that plague one throughout the night. The pesky bugs, though not physically present in one's bed, are insidiously embedded in the source code, causing irritation and frustration.
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June 6, 2023 at 11:24 AM
Thank you for nice comment.
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