Zueshan Ali Poems

You look for your ideal woman
In the girth of her coloured
Hips and her curves
That meander
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You are virtue,
I'm the thin line between
You and sin.
But you love me.
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I was a young girl in love
The first time he gave me a flower.

As the first petal fell
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He said, ‘for better or for worse'
Then he came home smelling of infidelity
At half-past two.
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