Bachpan Mera Kahi Kho Gaya..

Bachpan mera kahi kho gaya,
Lagta hain main bada hogaya,

Building ground galiyo main...
Cricket khelte the hum chaliyo main...
Khelne ka samay na jane kaha gaya...
Lagta hain main bada hogaya.

Dosto ke sath ratko ghumne jana...
Phir bara baje ke baad ghar ana...
Kam kam main sab bhul gaya...
Lagta hain main bada hogaya.

Days of May and November…

I remember the fun, which i did in my village.
Ya at that time I was 16 in age.
Away from Computer, away from net.
That time my life was just to sit and chat.
Ya i got people, who can be my best buddies.
Now even I cant meet them due to this damn studies.
I loved the silence and the peace of nature.
Now I have to listen just to the words of teacher.
I loved the brightness of star in the sky.
Now over here its just in my imagination high and high.
I loved the Dhaba (Terece), where comes the breeze.
Now over here it just comes from A.C. and fridge.
I loved to play the game,truth and dare
In fact over here I say the truth very rare.
At last,
All my dear friends to whom I always remember.
The fun we did in the month of May and November.

This poem I had written in the memories of the fun which i did in my village and it is dedicated to the people whom i miss a lot !!!!
Miss u all guys !!! 

In search of Best Friend …

Cry cry cry ,this is not the way
I am not fine, that's what I say
Useless grass become hay in sunlight
Its me against myself in tough fight

Need someone who can be my best friend
Ohh god help me, this cant be the end
Do something before my heart become stone
I don’t want to cry and be alone

Need someone who could be mine
Control me and say you will be fine
Do something before I become mad
I don’t want to cry and become sad

-Abhishek Vohera

Ya I know , I am not a good poet but at least i can try it !!! 
Please comment how it is ???