On Her Whistling Being Poem by Aadil Hingorjo
On Her Whistling Being
Whisper of a woman is windy
Whispery are her eyes
Deeper than falling drops
How pure is that all
A way inexplicable!
And much precious
Expensive than all ages
Enveloped in kisses
Immersed in silent poetry
And rooted in closer hugs
Like moonlight's ecstasy
Like her spread arms
Like some distant melody
Smile of a woman is wide
Hers is the enchanting song
And the peaceful flow of life.
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