In The Fire Of Love Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Strange!
It's literally strange when you open yourself
You do not open yourself fully
This leads me to hide a part of my life
A part of my life that later on haunts our lives
You unveil your hidden pieces
You come true to me entirely;
I'm tempted to you;
I hide myself smartly
Actually I do it patiently
And passionately
I sideline the pieces
Pieces artificially associated with me
I do not tell those events deliberately
I'm afraid that might hurt your heart
Yes, I do it by killing myself everyday
Yet I remain true to your trace
Afraid of losing you
Because I love you
You cough me down slowly
I cough you back speedily
Both of us forget to uncough each other
Both of us cry in the nights like this one
Both of us burn in the fire of love!