Abstracted Poem by Raihana Abdul Jabbar

Conversations.
Broken, yet bridges north and south.
Few awkward text messages.
Soothes, yet electrifies her.
Stretched silences, inept 'oh's and'ah's,
Sometimes, lumbering hums.
Somehow, delights her artfully.
Late night depression.
A watchful soul, though maladroit,
With humour, subtle,
Pulls up the corners of her lips.
This face, not so handsome,
Fuels her formidable daily grind.
Why so? One might wonder.
He isn't a sorcerer or a wizard.
Simply, an alchemist who found love.