Roaming Around The Same Reminiscences... Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Here again I write a few lines for you
Few lines yet so full of us
Let me be honestly true
That I miss you; I do not hide it
It cannot be caged
I reveal it through words
For you, my beloved.
Man inside me sometimes thinks
That you do not accompany me these days
Despite the grown distance, you're here
You haven't slipped for a moment
You're too much alive and with me all the times
Memories of yester-week,
Yester-year and of the years
Everything emerges
The night on hilly rock
And the morning beside the sea-waves
The noon near by Clifton
And the sudden plans to spot each other
I'm feeling the drops of my soul
I'm missing every walk and sit that we shared
By the Nursery stop, we used to wait
That stop embosses a city of memories
Street walk, side by side, hands clutched
Hands down, stares up, stares down
Silence.. words.. complaints.. laughters..
Smiles.. Summing up the day.. but never tired
Texting each other whether we reached home
How were the things?
Asking about the routines
With immense love And care
Asking whether mom noticed the sandy dust
Or you perfectly occupied her
When other family members slept, we phoned
There we again gave birth to other days
And the days that count the dreams & desires
We measured the paths
Paths to reunion
Paths to re-engage
Paths to remaking
Paths to peace
Because we were peace
You sang the surroundings
You wrote to me
Differently and directly
You supervised me
Oftentimes, like I child I submitted
Because you were damn wise, beautiful
You thought for us
You framed it with vibrancy
With logical fluency
The first poem you shared
It based on pure search
on beauty, on ambition, on art and the lifeline
Bunched up with buckets of stories
You wandered through free winds
And I followed you; it was a romance of life
You're flash was motivation to me
It still is...
It still is...
I follow you
And the season of our love is to live on
It's to live on forever.
You see, forever!