In Spring Resonates An Autumnal Melancholy! Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

In Spring Resonates An Autumnal Melancholy!



Distance is such a silent mourner
You learn too many things
You wander in various streets
The distance from the beloved drives you
It teaches you patience
It teaches you to love passionately
Internal cries make you stronger
You don't remain much stranger to you
You come to feel yourself
In every moment you get closer to yourself
You read the pages that you dint read ever
You don't write much
Inside, you hold a melodious grief
But you don't let the candle lose the light
You try to recatch the taste of togetherness
And you're lost in the flavor of her breasts
You keep sparkling your spirit
You sing the subtle songs
And you behold the beauty purely enigmatic
Enchanted with multiple sighs,
Endorsed by deep beliefs
Surrounded by strange winds
Your eyes stare at scorching sun
But your existence shines dubiously
You're marked as an unwanted read
You seem like a banned book
The avid reader disowns you
You don't remain public
Nor art thou open to friendly hugs
With every sunset, you grow melancholic
the hour of intensity chases you in mornings
There's no security
There's no insecurity either
You are but barely naked
Naked who is no more afraid
Who doesn't know about the nakedness
You miss the thread of kisses
You write about the warmth of hugs
You recall the twinkling eyes of beloved
And the lips landing upon her eyes
There's a resonance of her voice in your ears
Your soul crazily runs after her
Bright screen of your phone brings her thought
You miss those akin hands
And the fastness of typing speed
You feel the touch of the beloved's fingers
You suddenly try to wipe it off
You give a try to fake things
You learn to keep yourself engaged
But you fail in every stunt
You try to undo her hangover
But your attempts go in vain
And you in the temple of heart worship her
Like a defeated player, you're drunk by silence
Her fragrant breathes run into your vessels
You belong solely to her heart
You miss her, you cannot resist her, she's in you
You burn inside her and her flames raise in you
Both of you are grounded for each other
The intimate you... the undying you...
You perhaps want an ideal space
You struggle for the right time
You forget the present moment
You uncaringly leave the way in the midst
Midstream strikes you to the pieces
You don't know much
You don't understand the art of now
You sacrifice this tide of love
You befall blindly
You ironically sketch the uncertain tomorrow
The simplest truth doesn't string your heart
That the time you live in is the most right one
You unkindly choose the wicked hour
Heaviness in time tries you differently
It takes your heart out
You produce the poetry of love
You love each other at the best of all times
You gather courage
You learn to fight against the wisdom
You endure consistently
Your lips talk to the heart-doors
Staying steadfast is the demand of time
You perhaps suppress your inner birds
You derail the tracks of time
Perhaps you wait for a permanent embrace
Perhaps you don't want any return
But the romance dances through every window
You hide yourself, you end up like strangers
The tears trundling thru your cheeks writes you
Zooming in and zooming out
You just let go some of the beautiful shots
You paint the cruelty of time
Yearning for spring remains a top desire
You nonetheless picture the eternity of autumn!

In Spring Resonates An Autumnal Melancholy!
Tuesday, March 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: her,love,memory
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Aadil Hingorjo

Aadil Hingorjo

Sanghar, Sindh, Pakistan
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