Him Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Him



Creator are artists, painters, and the authors
Shouldn't we call him the author of the most confusing scripts? Shouldn't we label him as a biased and a chauvinist creator?
Has he left any spacious room for progression?
See, he's stubbornly gone to any extent when centralizing characters
Utmost emptiness, intense absurdity
Nonetheless, no one, I truly believe, can surpass him
He is a matchless and undisputed master
Especially in writing the most heart-wrenching tragedies!

Sunday, September 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: scriptural,author,emptiness,him,holy
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Aadil Hingorjo

Aadil Hingorjo

Sanghar, Sindh, Pakistan
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