Rude Way Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Till noon everything was fine
Even the afternoon too supported us
Evening inhaled strange drops
And the fore-night opened the fire-strokes
Different words
Utterly changed tone
Insane style
And unbearable utterances
Someday's smiles
Someday's promise
Misspelled every line
Reasons to scatter
Almost gone
The story's end
And a life's stop
Might not be same again
A broken bye, and all finished!
In the most rude way!