Thus Smoked My Soul! Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Thus Smoked My Soul!



You created me through wonders
Ami fed me her faith
Abu injected me with inquiry
I danced under your shadows
You see I read your verses
And I enjoyed you partly
But the misty you then stroke me strangely
You then made me wander, right?
I tried against you and you tried me
From known to unknown I was estranged
But you were sarcastic then
After all, you had to practice your supremeness
I searched you in wry smiles
But you kept on disappearing
Or was I brutally divided?
Split into countless bit
Yet, I resisted
I was a writer I had to combat
I didn't bow down so easily
I enjoyed my youth disengaging you
Nevertheless, you kissed my heart
And then smartly went invisible
My thoughts configured a lot
But this romantic intellectual slipped every time
Perhaps you too wanted me to worship in that way
I went homeless
The modern cities muddled me
They tortured me word to word
But I drank silence
In that silence, you filled ecstasy
But why then you teased me like every time?
Cool, you withered my leaves
And I turned more beautiful
You confused many
But my flow was fluid
Lucidity spoke through me
Lushly I hugged her before seashore
Poor you remained alone!
You made me weep
You made her cry
You made them morbid
You made us all stuck
But when any anti-you came ahead
Your shadow got tensed
Darker you, enlightened you
You slowly fell apart
You were manipulated
Ah, you were that way
Oh, you the god of small things
My poetry couldn't even bury you
On your demise, I smiled to thee
Yesternight I felt your tears
You by the way died unknown!

Thus Smoked My Soul!
Friday, November 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: belief,god
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 30 November 2018

God of small things smile, great write

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Aadil Hingorjo 30 November 2018

Thanks Sir Ganjan Mishra.

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Aadil Hingorjo

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Sanghar, Sindh, Pakistan
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