To Lan

The lines you have written,
Have spoken to me,
Telling me that the beauty in your soul,
Radiates with the light of one thousand suns,
All of the stars that sprinkle the night sky,
Could never even begin to compare,
To the brilliance of your shine.

With this hand, I write to you,
Pondering what words to use,
To speak to you.
How could my silly phrases possibly reach you,
When I lay upon the ground,
And you are stationed above the clouds?

Your words sing Utopian songs to me,
Racing ahead of the rest,
You dance with Beauty,
Yet you lie with Darkness,
You are the mistress to a poet,
A poet I once knew.

Higher rising you are,
On your wings made of gold,
‘Till you sit atop the Sun itself,
Finally letting it bask in your brilliance,
And shining through my darkness,
With your light.

Yours Truly,
Atirah

Copyright © 2013 by
Atirah Jewel

Engel

Sweet child of mine,
You took my hand,
You took my flesh,
And now the sky refuses to smile at you.
Murderous.

You watch as the darkness falls,
The only light you will know,
But instead of tears,
You produce a smile.
Relentless.

The wounds you have caused,
Scars that will never heal,
You fly on your broken wings of withered dreams,
And sing good-bye to all the angels.
Odious.

Copyright © 2013 by
Atirah Jewel

It Withers

The love I once had,

It’s stuck in my memory,

Where it has been, where it will stay,

Nobody can rewind time,

As time withers, our love withers,

It withers,

And withers,

And withers,

It withers until there is no more,

Until all I have left is this memory,

You are not the same as you once were,

I have also changed,

How love can change,

It astounds me,

How we could’ve changed,

It amazes me,

When will we wither?

When will we be gone?

We should disappear,

Then we could return to who we were,

To how you were,

To how I was,

If we could disappear, we wouldn’t wither,

Our love wouldn’t wither,

And wither,

And wither,

Until we could love each other no more.

But nobody can rewind time,

Nobody can change backwards,

There is no hope for this love to be the same it once was,

Good-bye my love,

I have not the power to do anymore than say,

Good-bye,

Sayonara,

Au Revoir,

Farewell, my love,

You will rest in my heart forever,

But we can’t be in each others’ lives,

Good-bye,

Sayonara,

Au Revoir, My Love.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel

Temptation

Her ample breasts heaving,

Up and down as she breathes,

He can’t help but wonder what it would be like,

To touch them,

Her plump red lips looking so soft,

He can’t help but wonder what it would be like,

To kiss them,

Even the way she stands has him dripping with lust,

Her smooth legs peeking out of her knee-length skirt,

Going on for what seems like eternity until ending in pretty, glossy heels,

Having him wonder how they would feel against his skin,

How she would feel underneath him,

Wondering how sweaty they could become,

And how hard he would have to work,

Wondering how she would taste on his wanting tongue,

He is so tempted to discover all of the answers,

She is beautiful, slender, and apparently in full blossom,

Like a rose,

But also like a rose, she has thorns,

She is untouchable to him,

Because he has someone else,

Someone who already belongs to him,

But still he is tempted,

Giving into the temptation, he stands,

She looks at him as he does,

He looks back and, with a kind smile, approaches her,

Wondering.

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

Alone With You

Alone with you,

My heart open for you to take,

Our love could never be true,

Hopeful whispers making my insides ache,

If only we could be,

Together under this sun,

If only they could see,

For me you are the only one,

We could be so good together,

Holding each other tight,

We could stay like this forever,

But we can only stay here for one night,

Our chaotic affection,

Will be the death of us,

Possessed by this infection,

This will end with broken hearts and broken trust,

So why not just leave each other alone,

Before we die instead,

No one cares anymore they are all gone,

No need to care for we are already dead.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel

This Silly Heart of Mine

Oh this silly heart of mine,

Just wanders from place to place,

From here to there and back again,

I don’t think it has ever really found a place to settle,

All of my lovers have had many flaws,

I love him but he’s too clingy,

I can’t be in love with living velcro so he is now gone,

I love him too but he is a statue,

Never showing any emotion,

Never giving me affection,

Surely I cannot love a statue,

So now I leave him alone too,

I have fallen in love many times,

But my heart has not been broken,

Not once,

Because I was very careful,

I gave none of my men,

Not my velcro not my statue,

Not my ocean nor my pig,

I have given none my heart,

It has remained mine,

Always,

I gave them my love,

But I kept my key,

But for the first time I shall give my heart away,

I will give it to you,

Be careful with it,

Because although it has never been broken,

I imagine it still might be fragile,

So I’ll give it to you,

Only if you take care of it,

What if you drop it,

Do you think it will break?

If I give you my silly heart,

Hold it tightly so it won’t try to run away,

I’ll keep the key though,

And if you give me your heart,

You keep the key,

Don’t scare my heart either,

Because it would probably recoil from your grasp,

I never gave my heart to Velcro or Statue,

To Ocean or Pig,

But to you,

To my Man,

I will give my most cherished possession,

I will give you this silly heart of mine.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel