Aadil Hingorjo Poems

That Virgin Smile defines me
Afresh is still that scene in my memory
Like that of Grecian Urn's artwork,
A slightly evil grin ran through our lips
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If I had nothing but only you
I'd still have everything
You're to me each part and parcel of the life
I'm so much in you and want you to be embalmed in myself
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He is present in my heart
And totally absent in reality
Some demons he chased
some chased him
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If you're going away
If the drift is all set to do away
Leave all the doors open
Don't shut any of them
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Can't we be concised at this point?
Won't you leave orthodoxy when it comes to home?
Secular you would stand to plant equality
Won't you?
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Poetry is But an Aching Call!

It's about sadness
It's about seriousness
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Yesternight, I visited the shores of Indus
I walked through the lanes of Sindh
I found there the ashes of Indus Civilization
My curious intellect wanted to rummage it more
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End of the theme is I am in struggle
Attacking it and being attacked in return
I am either simply in or damned out
The world is nakedly out there
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I'm still nameless; I'm still no-one
Murdered out, disappeared away,
Here I stand as a series full of miseries
Enshrined by my vales, I'm still unknown
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Either of the two is happening these days
We are either overbuilding it
Or we are excessively overtearing it
Goodness isn't grown from any part
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