She Was An Evening Like This One! Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

She wasn't easy, she wasn't mundane
She wasn't sane; she wasn't insane either
Embraced in utmost solitude, she was a pain
Pain that springs beside the seaside
And lyrically grows in the evenings
She was a frozen mount;
She was a dusty town;
And foremost, she was an invading desert
And the desert that had countless little dunes
She was epic in her grains
She was poetic in her sand
All of me falls empty-headed before her
Every move of mine yearns for her now
It reveals upon me that I despised her
Pathetically I feel her in the burning rain
She wasn't easy; she wasn't mundane
She was an evening like this one
Extremely subliminal, and artfully oceanic!