Is it her? (It cannot be) avert your gaze
That jutted jaw-line and the same bare legs
Do your chink and tangle ugly bits amaze?
My loner moon amongst a crowd of stars begs
Words Socratic, words messianic
Your slapdash words go a long way here
Words delivered to prevent a panic
Whispered gently like the doleful air
The unconventional is to me conventional
They tied me up last night with his will
Is it conventional to be conventional?
Puddle-jump highways and byways still!
Rehan Qayoom is a poet of English and Urdu, editor and translator, educated at Birkbeck College, University of London. He has featured in numerous literary publications and performed his work internationally. He has published 2 books of poetry.