Poised life.

Poised life.

It was my childhood passion
to enjoy circus,
in winter with my parents,
after all my exams.

I was keen to watch,
a man playing on rope.
He balanced on it,
with his dexterity and hope.

I became awestruck to see
how a man kept his feet
on a thin string
and balancing so neat.

Now I think
if my life is a string,
and I am trying to keep myself on balance
but hardly have I stopped it to swing..