Only A Poem Could Trace Them... Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

The unflinching faith & the solitary sigh
Partially they go unvoiced
Looking hither and thither, they go empty
Do they really go unvoiced?
Endless ecstasy symbolizes them
They forget the tickling of time
Numbness of night doesn't bother 'em
They have their cups of tea
He takes double spoon
She applies only a single one
Lost into the marching ocean
Lost behind the sunset
Lost in the loss of evening
They feel an strangely windy embrace
Around them are other couples
No, no; there's no one else
She draws an intricate art over there
Across the hill sings a pea-hen
The dim light of candle sketches her art
She smiles peacefully
Ah, she's just peacefully beautiful
Ah, her beauty amuses the hearts
Another inhale is heard
They feel fullness inside them
Maddened them, overtaken them
They are eventually buried in the valleys of permanence