Nature, My Romance Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

What are the hours, minutes or seconds
You major me within moments
Dangerously different
And delicate nature
Pulled to you oftentimes
When I cry my clear tears
None but your bosom embraces
I smile and the reason art thee
Before anything else
You're my soul
The insane, natural, widened; Generous!
Love has been you
Peace smiles thru thy appealing lips
And the chest fully faithful
With awes, expressions, and enigmas
Gigantic is your heart; O mother, O Nature!
Sighs, breathes inn and breathes out
You're always there
‘Kissing and caressing heartless people
The guide and the absolute power
Thy hands have mastered many
I'm before you
As your younger son
Your little drop
Your visionary wave
Your lasting light
Your drastic dimness
Your wrenched depth
Your voice
Your vicissitude!
Without you all is but an impure illusion
Ecstasy dances in your arms
Nurtured by you
Your arresting eyes, ah!
Thy voice always encourages
Steps forward:
Backward…
Stumbling yet hugging
You're a complete writer; the most genuine one
Readers avidly stand after you
They stare and their eyes flush
You happen to be the greatest celeb
You're slow and flowy
Have always turned to be your tenant
And your fiendish friend
They taunt at me, they haunt, their words lie
Amidst all complications appear thee
With your most honest existence
Uplifting me to your highest peaks
Silent, Gentle, And prophetic indeed!
In the chaotic hours you're a peaceful poetry!
You're mine, and I yours
Fully and completely
You know, yes, you must know our first meeting
Right before the left code of my village
Near to the waist of that lake
In solitude!
A kind of connection; the kindest
The kindred and captivating.
My all senses fall when witnessing you
Refreshingly romantic have been your touch
You mean a lot to me
Your sights, your views and true nerves
Epic is your entity
You fill up the entire humanity
You're the supreme comfort
Random acts,
Small aches, falling rays, Mysteriously marvelous!
In the journey of life, I'm blessed
For you're my lord's lyre
You're my dream and reality
Keep smiling O magical valley
In literature, you're my Indus, my core theme! !
Accept me as your ravisher
Keep streaming, O mother nature
In you lies my wine, in you is satisfaction
Exploring you is my aim,
Exploring you is my intoxication, my love!