Earthening The Precious Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

But the perfume of our existence doesn't dry
It slows down, distance does disturb us
More than that, improper care creates damage
So lost in untimely discussions I go there
Just waste my innate energies
Like worshipers waste their droplets
But the debate, my beloved, has a distinct taste
In the midst, you take my hand
You naughtily draw me to your chest
I'm made sit abreast to your shoreline
I admit my careless queries
I admit my man-made thefts
I admit my shortcomings
I admit my absent mindedness
You dominate me there
You don't say a word
Still you do occupy my every impulse
Your heart stirs me close to yours
And the heartbeats merge into each other
The next moment separates our lips
And the moonless night smiles at us
Her stars secretly favour us
Shooting stars too winks at us
The universe becomes profound
At a closer distance, the village lake murmurs
The one which you wished to visit with me
Its nighty bank transforms us to elation
Swift, clear, and flooded with immense silence
Our eyes spot our world
Every upward gaze intensifies intimacy
The portion of your feet reaches mine
And both of us inquiringly stare at the trees
Sleeping birds confirm the music
Both of us attune to earthen each other
The veins, the whistles, and the light follows us
Fragrance rises higher; glimpses recite the rim
The known and unknown sighs whisper around
The poet and poetry last there forever!