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Aasim Naseem,
Category: About Me > My Poetry

 

Her first sight, first glance, was like a shock.
And I was still there, as statue, like a rock

The spiritual days with her, were much pleasant
Her accord was there; in thoughts, little bit talk

Her series of memories has a long chain
And I can recall them with any place on clock

But time has gone, like waves of shores
And I downstairs from past, with desperate walk

Today, there is no gay, even in a milky way
Thinking with grief, is it true, or was it mock?

 

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Aasim Naseem
Hey, Thanks for your interest. I’m a PMP, AWS Solutions Architect, and Scrum Master certified professional with 17+ years of hands-on experience leading projects, building teams, and helping organizations deliver software solutions better, faster, and smarter.

Outside of work, I’ve got a deep curiosity for history — especially ancient civilizations like Egypt. I also enjoy reflecting on the everyday moments that shape how we live and work. This blog is my space to share insights, lessons, and thoughts from both my professional journey and personal interests.

Thanks for reading — and I hope you will find something here that matches your interest.
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