Hold of my Life

It’s time to take a hold of my life,
Tame the wild horses, running amuck,
Don’t know the future, having lost the past,
Where am I heading,
I’ll let you know Mom, when I realise.

Back tracking the years, swiftly flown by,
They appear like a rainbow, in a rainy sky,
Friends and foes waving me goodbye,
Into the future unseen by my eye.

Sitting on the couch, tasting my wine,
As the sun on the horizon, was ready to resign,
Began to ponder the path; I walked half of my life,
Brought a smile on my lips,
And I was ready to burst out aloud,
I knew very well that the wine was slowing my pace,
But then I was here in Goa, trying to find solace,
Every moment in my life had an impression on my mind,
And I had enjoyed everyone one of them,
As they all were one of their kind.

But coming back to the world, where I reside,
My mom wanted me, to get off my fantasy ride,
She asked me to look at the world,
Wildly running around,
She wants me to join the race,
And unknowingly get me drowned,
So, here I am, contemplating my life,
How can I refuse my Mom, I love her a lot.

And, here I go,
It’s time to take a hold of my life,
Tame the wild horses, running amuck,
Don’t know the future, having lost the past,
Where am I heading,
I’ll let you know mom, when I realise.

A different feeling

Surprises are a part of my life,
They fail to hit me like a knife,
Their entry is a usual knock
To manage them I’ve even got a special dock,

The lines above sound funny and rhyme
But then who cares, I love writing them

I am sitting in my chair talking about myself
Breathing fresh air for the last 20 days,
My lungs seem to enjoy the feeling
But ask my hands as they tremble with every move
Oh, no, I’m not scared or nervous
It’s just the anxiety caused by not smoking

My Shayari

After a long time i'm posting something on my blog. Now-a-days i'm trying my hand at writing shayaris, sounds wierd, i know, so thought why not just put one here. Now if no one comes across it, its good, but if u do see it, and understand, plz give me ur opinion, i wanna improve my writings. so here it is...

Gum ke aashiyane mein kuch armaan pale bade,
Nadan, nasamajh, pure na hue toh ro pade,
Hum bhi kya samjhaye un dewano ko,

Jab hum bhi aansu chupane ke liye unhe paani ki tarah pi gaye.

It sounds like written after a broken heart, but no. had one and thts enough. this just came out from nowhere.