Ehsaan Quereshi - I liked this guy's style. The way he narrates his writings is something which I appreciate. His poems give you an experience of roller coaster, not that you will get an adrenalin rush, but it takes you up somewhere and then with some slapstick humor brings you down(even the intonation follows this principle). I have tried to write something which could be narrated in his style. If you plainly read the following lines then you will enjoy it but if you read it in Ehsaan bhai's style then i bet you will LOVE it!

Bus ka "Safar"/suffer
ek din main bus mein jaa raha tha
bus kaa driver bhi gajab dhaa raha tha
najaane kyon baar baar brake dabaa raha tha

main badi mushkil se sambhal paa raha tha
mera haath bhi handle se fislaa jaa raha tha

mera haath bhi kyaa kahun badaa shaitaaan hai
jo sambhaale naa sambhaltaa hai
jo nahi karna chahiye wahi kartaa hai

phir kyaa tha ,
bus handle se mera haath fisla , aur

ganje ki khopdi par jaake tehraa
ganje ne gusse se mujhe kiya ishaara
maine bhi chup chaap apna haath
uski khopdi se diya utaara , aur phir
maine liya handle kaa sahara , lekin

handle kaa mujhse shayaad puraana naata tha
use bhi mera saara hisaab aaj hi chukta karna tha

usne phir mujhe dhoka de diya , aur
maine haath phir usi ganje ki khopdi par rakh diya

is baar toh ganje kaa bhi chadh gaya paara
turunt hi khadaa ho gaya bechara

aur mujhse kaha , "baith , aa mere sar pe baith !!!"
maine kaha , "baith toh jaaun, par kyaa mujhe sambhaal paoge ?"
usne pucha , "kyon ?"
maine kaha , "itni chikni khopdi hai , kahin main vahaan se bhi fisal gaya toh ?"

public ko lagaa dum meri baat mein bhi tha , kyon ki
ganje ki khopdi pe tel zara bhi kum naa tha

ganje ne meri baat ko seriously nahi liya
aur jahaan baitha ta vahin chup chaap baith gaya

waise upar ki do panktiyon ke beech vaali ek ghatna
maine aapko nahi hai sunaai , kyon ki
hinsa se mujhe sakt nafrat hai mere bhai

aap samajh hi gaye honge mere haal kyaa hua hoga
aage jo hua woh aapke saamne hai aur
meri sujhi hui aankh bhi ab thik hone ko hai

is haadse ke baad main bus mein thoda aur aage badhaa
aur ladies seat ke paas jaakar hua khadaa

aurtein svabaav se naram hoti hai , par saavdhan
andar se kaafi garam hoti hai

yehi khayaal mere man mein aa raha tha , ke

tabhi driver ne phir brake dabaaya aur
mera haath bagal waali ladki ki kamar sair kar aaya
shaayad use yeh pasand nahi aaya , isliye
usne mujhe do kheench ke lagaaya

thappad kaa asar itna gehra tha
shaayad main vahin ho gaya behraa tha

woh boli , " yeh kyaa karte ho , jahaan ladki dekhi wahaan chance maarte ho ?"
main bola , "chance toh kyaa , dance bhi nahi kartaa
apni biwi ke alaava kisi aur ke saath romance nahi karta

meri mat hi gai thi maari , ke main is bus mein aakar tha chadhaa
aur baaki rahaa toh tumhaare paas aakar mein hua khadhaa

ab kabhi naa main bus mein savaari karunga
naa kisi ladki ki bagal mein jaakar khada rahunga

aise anubhav karne se behtar hai
main umr bhar paidal chalunga ......
main umr bhar paidal chalunga ......

Please do share some of your such 'anubhavs'!