I Left The Conspirators Poem by Naveed Akram

I left my body, I left my soul,
To be empty and free in the rooms
Of my living, into the heart was
The goal of the offered words,
This was a serious castle of phrases.

I imagined the bedroom to be real,
But we woke and married from the
Sons and daughters, the silence
Won the titles, the silent man spent
The words of a man of honour.

Just in this household was the word,
Words really pushed, worlds managed
In their sense, and certainly we heard
The conspirators, the agitated men
Who decided to lead the way.