Her Steadfastness Versifies Her Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Time too trembled her existence that time
Otherwise they say time is a strong beat
Melancholic mist almost ate her up
Deeper and darker shades came to haunt her
That pure adolescent faced a hell upon her
All the kind cores coming from her mother
And the colors of infinite immortality
They suddenly dimmed down with her demise
Image of her mother danced in her dreams
When she woke up, the reality would rip her
Softened utterances of her mother murmured
She wanted her to hold her daughter tight
She wished to be embraced in her breasts
She couldn't do so for she had lost her
It was the horrible hash to her youthful hour
Pieced down to the smallest cuts
And ached to the intense entries
She felt suffocated to her own breathes
Nonetheless she enjoyed the whole story
The turmoil ticks and the familiar faces
Witnessed the bloody relations nearly
Went internally stunted and unmoored
That grief gushed her for so many months
And the temporal tussles strengthened her
A kind of craze kissed her eyelashes that time
Wrote some few words; undid them instantly
Signs from margin and the sounds apparent
A flare of seasons unkindly sucked her spirit
Summer's hotness, and saw sky's absurdity
Doomed and lost was every sight to her
Everything opened to her quite clearly
Nothing was hidden then; nothing obscure
On crossroads, she sensed the fall of decades
Fall where the fragrance too had dried down
Went upstairs, downstairs, and down to herself
A lot of points and papers came to testify her
Constructed or created, or the both at once
Keenly she absorbed various vicissitudes
Where the singular power of woman arose her
Where she found what the meaning really is
And how the imagination encircles us all
Where the visible winds went invisible
and the invisible auras enacted her vision
That wickedly natural experience enlarged her
There she understood Dostoevsky's dunes
That suffering had another side as well
Understood the intricacy of the vanishing stars
She tasted the taste of life here and hereafter
Scanning the very occurrence, the girl stood up
She never flinched; she restored her all the way
She's now on her own; ripened to her brain
Yeah, the memories of mom still chase her
Just the formation has got a decent turn
She believes in god's glories; holds Him closer
Aloof & alone in the arms of the imaginary god
Both the God and she embellish each other
Holy Lord's glories, she says, come in that way
Eclipses of ecstasy sparkle her that way
That way is spiritually tuneful to her nerves
I wish life's light may never be off to such soul
Such souls whose passions paint the lifelines,
The lifelines, where the music never stops
Where the lush green vallies whisper all around
Where the oceans are full of eternal elations
Where the poetic pearls submit their entireties
Where dominates the subliminal dance forever.