A Lover’s Song

It has been years since I started singing,
This song so long,
The truth of my heart brought to my ears ringing,
Believing in you was where I went wrong.
On the brightest night, the truest of the nights of Summer;
I find the fault of myself,
To have been taken in by your charm and glimmer,
The utter death of me.

Through shadows cast and breezes blown,
And with your awful grin,
Filled brimming with evil intents, I should have known,
That no love for me has ever there been.
Yet, still, the song of Love from these lips are sung,
With the fondest of melodies,
So that your heart might reached and my words not hung
Coldly at the feet of the Ogre.

With a now empty heart, I write of a lover scorned;
By their own lover, truly adored.
Although the child had been ample warned,
That their lover would surely grow bored
At their trivial attempts of a romance true,
Textbook driven, fueled by thoughts
Of imaginary Love was what they tried to pursue,
Ultimately their end.

Copyright © 2014 by
Atirah Jewel

Wingless

As I gaze in the mirror,

Something in my eyes,

Makes me want to cry,

As if I can see my own soul for the first time,

And what I see,

Makes me want to cry,

What I see is not ugly,

Nor is it something that should bring me sorrow,

It just reminds how limited I am,

Oh how I wish I had wings to take me somewhere,

Somewhere else from here,

My reflection looks back at me,

Tears glistening in it’s eyes,

As if it sees my soul like I see its,

In this endless aching of my heart,

I blindly wish for wings,

Not realizing how they will be the fall of me.

Copyright © 2013 by

Atirah Jewel

Kande tne Tíu

Our tear-stained farewell,

Is burned in my mind,

Your eyes no longer shine for me,

Your heart no longer beats for me,

Away you helplessly withered,

Until there was nothing left,

I wasn’t even able to say good-bye,

Farewell,

And now,

The only memory that remains,

Is the sugary taste of you on my lips,

I look forward to the future,

And hope fate will allow our souls to meet again,

I’m sorry for it all,

All of your pain,

All the time you suffered,

I hope to see your eyes again one day,

And that bright smile you always wore so proudly,

One day I will see you again,

But for now,

Farewell.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel

Good-bye to You

What future lies ahead of us?

A miserable, unfortunate one,

All I can hope is you will hold my hand as we blindly walk into it,

And that you will wipe my tears when I fall,

But in this depressing future that I have to look forward to,

I am alone,

With no one to guide me,

Good-bye to you,

I will cry but no one will dry my tears,

I will fall but no one will help me up,

I know you will eventually have to leave me and go your own way,

But please stay with me,

At least,

For one more day,

Before I have to say,

Good-bye to you,

Before I am alone, screaming where I will not be heard,

Dissolve gracefully, my friend,

Good-bye to you.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel

Silent Tears

Why does my love,

The one I love so much,

My lover,

Why does my love,

Love another?

I’ve tried so hard to let him know,

How deep my love for him goes,

I’ve changed myself,

I’ve even changed my name,

And still I sit and quietly weep,

When he smiles in his sleep,

Because I know he is dreaming of someone else,

Because I know it is her lips he longs to press against his,

It is her body he wished to hold gently,

I pray, so long and hard,

I pray when he looks at me I wouldn’t wish I was her,

But I do wish I was her,

I wish I was as pretty as her,

And charismatic like her,

He wishes I was her,

If he thinks of me at all,

My heart breaks whenever I see them together,

Laughing and smiling,

The gleam in his eyes when he sees her,

I have to hold in my tears until I get away,

When I leave them together,

I know he is a little bit happier,

I sit alone, angry, jealous, frustrated, heart-broken,

All of my emotions released,

And I cry,

I silently cry it all out,

Why does my love, my life,

Have to love another?

I don’t know how this story will end,

I don’t even remember how it began,

All I know is I will continue to let him break my heart,

I will continue to silently cry,

I will continue to hide my feelings,

Because I know I still love him,

And even if it is the death of me,

Even if my heart breaks so much it shatters beyond repair,

No matter what I do,

Or how hard I try,

I just can’t seem to stop myself,

From loving him,

The one I love so much,

My lover who loves another.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel

Our Last Dance

Oh what I would give to hold you again,

Everything,

I remember clearly,

That time we spent together,

Not knowing it would be the last,

How perfect the evening was,

Feasting on the most delicious food,

Reminiscing the times we had with each other,

I was gazing dreamily at the ring you had given me,

It was simple yet more beautiful than any other you could have got me,

Inscribed on it were the words of your love,

Wrapped in each other’s arms we danced,

We spun and twirled until our feet became sore,

My knees were so weak,

I was sure I would fall,

But caught me with your lips,

And carried me to a place to lie,

You held me then,

You said you wouldn’t let go,

Your whispered promise echoed in my mind for hours,

A promise you would come to break,

Leaving me cold all alone,

No longer kept warm by your embrace,

You let me go,

All I can think of is when we danced,

Our last dance,

At the time I didn’t know it,

But I do now,

You will not love me anymore,

You scattered my broken heart on the floor,

And left me to pick up the pieces,

So cruel of you,

Yet I cannot hate you,

I can only think of that night,

When we drank and we kissed,

When we held each other and your promise,

But one thing returns to my mind the most,

Over and over breaking through every thought I have that doesn’t include you,

When we danced,

Our last dance,

So clumsily graceful,

The one thing in this world I will probably never forget,

The other half of my soul,

And the best night we have ever spent together,

Was also unknowingly the night,

Of our last dance.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel