Another Sigh Goes Unnoticed Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

The sun does not hold any much power
The evening loses its captivating charm
Tears of sun march into the heart of Indusian Ocean
Silent shore has embraced the bridal calmness
Walkway is all free; birds fly not
Clifton roads are rushed with heavy cars
The city beside is disturbed
Religious hypocrisies heighten at every interchange
Signals of law do not regulate urban riders
Capitals are deadened by dividing sects
Decrees are injecting hatred
Aadil, they whisper, will kill Aamir tomorrow
Agents are free who had to trace the threatening areas
They themselves are threatening the indigenous folks
Smiles are colorless, no more theme exists in my soul
Her tireless eyes express emptiness
Meaningless strangeness is inked on her pages
Gipsy's hands aren't folded now,
They say conspiracy has sharply been spread
Beggars too are no more beggars
That intelligent shipman in moonless nights remains absent
Drummers beat not, pea-hen are thirsty for peacocks
Melody makers are hiding their heads; their hearts are up
Single artistic line is considered as crime
Achro Thar is tormented
Politicians and Peers are dicing their cards
Right before their lustful eyes, naked virginity cries for justice
Newspapers magnify Mr.Shah
And Chaudhary's spell hasn't been over yet
Sardar enjoys the recently slain deer
Facebook updates that Khan today snatched another innocent girl's heart
Wadera is doubling his belly; his nightly food gets maximized
Bhai breaks the chains of a beautiful city
And the courts reassure that it's in progress
The judges, court confirms, are remaking the roots
Justice will be provided
Saviors near a flagged check-post detain an alien guy
Who are you?
Frankish firmness diminishes
Poet's poetry equips the atmosphere
But he's enchained
After jail, he'll directly visit the hell
For they say, he doesn't conform to their religion
Their god, they say, will burn him
His nails are undone
Old watchman told that he died there yesterday
A wry smile was still visible when they cut down his cores
Another struggler strikes the long hour
Liberty, how many more?
Why don't you come clean?
A soundless sigh goes unnoticed! !