Habits, habits, habits!
Good or bad, dos or dont's, all grown from past.
Trapped in the whorl of habits,
I act, react with its bits!
I can't live without, I can live without,
All but habits that have become my bits,
Bits of my personality, Myself!
Accompanying me always.
It's in my mind, habits delight
For they rule the mind but I don't mind!
When the soul search is in light
Its not reign of habits, I remind.
The raising magical power to vanish its seeds,
In the garden of my mind, clears these weeds.
Still I feel something amiss,
Oh! Forgot my mobile, hence the hiss!!
Habits, habits, habits!!!