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

Liebster Blog Award

Many thanks to Mr. Ami Fidèle of the poetry blog Perplexing Thoughts for the nomination of this award. Really Ami, you nominate me for more then I deserve 🙂 Thank you very, very much.

Alright, now onto the rules for accepting.

1. Accept the award, post the picture of the Liebster Award on the top of your post and say who nominated you for the award and list their blog site. (Check)

2. List 11 random facts about yourself.

3. Nominate 11 other bloggers for the Liebster Award and list their blog sites.

4. Notify the bloggers of their award.

5. Ask the award winners 11 questions to answer when they accept their Liebster Award.

6. Answer the questions left for you by the blogger who gave you the award.

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Alright, 11 random facts about myself.

• I wear glasses and I have worn them since I was 18 months old.

• I really, really, really looooove cats. I’ve got the heart of a crazy cat lady 🙂

• I love to cook and bake.

• I typically go through one theme several times for a period of time when writing.

• My favorite genre is drama/romance, and my favorite kind of romance is tragic. I find myself incapable of writing a love poem and/or story and being satisfied with a happy ending. Whether it be by death or betrayal, tragic is always my way to go.

• I read a lot of manga.

• I get terribly bad allergies around this time of the season, so I am braving this through itchy eyes and a stuffy nose.

• I’m not so good with names but I rarely ever forget a face. If I have seen you before, then I most likely know it.

• I’m a Vincent Price fanatic, I absolutely love him.

• I don’t like accepting help from others.

• one of my favourite styles is Gothic Aristocratic.

Now my nominees:

– Sarah Jane

– Rhonda L. Brockmeyer

– Boomie Bol

– gabrielsfury

– meiro

– The Silver Poet

– IN[genuine] LOVE.

– little furrow

– ☽✵ℳ00ℕṦℌ1И3✵☾

– msuzanneb

– Wendy Strohm

Question time! I’ll take a couple from Ami.

1. Why do you write?

2. Where is the one place you wish you could live?

3. If you had the opportunity to go back in time to do whatever you wish, would you take it?

4. What’s your writing process like?

5. Among your work, do you have favorite poem? If so which one and why?

6. What made you start writing?

7. What is your favorite topic to write about?

8. Who is your favorite poet or author?

9. What inspires you to write?

10. Is there someone famous that you admire? If so, who?

11. Which time period do you like the most?

And finally, answer time:

1. Why do you write?

Nothing special or different really. I just need something like an open field where I can let my imagination run wild and free. I don’t really have much talents in anything else so writing becomes that outlet, a place to express myself.

2. Do you play an instrument? If so, which one?

Sadly, no. There are a several few that I would like to learn though.

3. In what style do you prefer writing?

I’m not very picky, it really just depends on what kind of mood I’m in.

4. What music is playing on your speakers right now?

At the moment, nothing. But on the speakers of my mind “Slow Burn” by the incredible, talented, beautiful, too-amazing-to-describe-in-words Starman David Bowie has been playing for a while.

5. Do you think in pictures when you write?

Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Mostly no.

6. What’s your writing process like?

Most of the time I am listening to a song and if I like the melody, I write what I think is fitting to the tune. Usually something just pops in my head and I just let the words flow but there are those sometimes that I have to think hard to know what exactly it is that I want to say. Then comes revision and such, and finally I am done. More than half of my poetry doesn’t make it on here though, to be honest.

7. Among your work, do you have favorite poem? If so which one and why?

This is a hard one. Heart and Soul and Beyond had been a favorite of mine for a while, I never knew why, but I do believe it has changed. I would have to say either As I Lay Dying or  Wingless, A Dream or A Love Story because of the story behind them.

8. What’s your favorite book and why?

I never actually knew the answer to this question. I’ve read so many I can’t choose. If I can name my favorite manga does it count? If so, then InuYasha: A Feudal Fairytale, Rumiko Takahasi is the best!

9. What’s your favorite season of the year?

Winter & Fall.

10. Should you write to/about a specific person do your give the poem to them or do prefer to you keep it?

I prefer to keep something like that to myself. In certain situations, maybe I would give it to them, but overall? No.

11. Instead writing, what other art form can you imagine yourself expressing yourself through or already do express yourself through?

Definitely music because it is something that can touch a person’s soul, and is probably one the most true and intense artistic emotional outlet there is.

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Many many thanks again to Monsieur Fidèle for the nomination, whose blog I admire very much myself. Have an amazing day everyone! XD

A Love Story

The passionate love story,

Of the Moon and the Sun,

So far apart yet still so in love,

The hot Sun burns with passion for his Moon,

The radiant Moon shines with love for her Sun,

All through the day, all through the night,

They long for each other,

But no matter how hard they try,

They can never grow closer,

Except when the Sun is setting and the Moon is rising,

And for a brief moment, the two lovers share the sky,

Lighting up the sky with the colors of their love making,

Passionate, intense, fulfilling their desire for one another,

But of course, the Sun must go,

Giving the Moon the sky all to herself,

Letting night blanket the sky,

Alone she cries her glittering tears,

She longs for him,

Much like how I long for you,

So here, under the moonlight,

Under the light of a woman suffering in love,

Take me,

Be my Sun, make me your Moon,

Let us make our own love,

Love me until the lovers of the sky are together again,

Hold me until sunrise,

When they make love once more,

Then suffer with the Sun as I suffer with the Moon,

Until the time comes when we can briefly share the sky once more,

And color the world with our love.

Copyright © 2013 by

Atirah Jewel

Can You Still…

When did everything,

Become so disgusting,

When did you,

Become infested with maggots,

Crawling, eating,

The flesh of your wounds,

Being devoured,

Can you still love?

 

The clouds don’t show today,

They were killed by the sun,

Which was in turn killed by the moon,

Can you hear it?

The agonized screams of souls,

Souls forever sentenced to damnation,

What lies ahead for your soul?

Can you still dream?

 

While you are still here,

Let us be together under these stars,

Under this hate-filled sky,

Let us love,

Leave everyone else behind in the dark,

And follow me into the light,

Follow me always,

Can you still think?

 

I search for the love,

The love that is yet to be killed by hate,

Will you sing for me again?

Will you scream for me again,

A million voices in one,

Will you bleed for me again,

Make me whole with your sad cries,

Can you still sing?

 

The day after tomorrow, the moon will die,

And I will fade with it,

I will murder us both,

And you will drown in the blood and loneliness,

Do you still know how to smile,

When you have no one left to love you,

Can you still laugh, Can you still cry,

Can you still love?

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel

Psychedelic Love

It makes me soar,

High in the sky,

Higher than I’ve ever been before,

This psychedelic love,

Like a drug,

How could I have lived even a second of my life without it,

Even still,

Every time I see you,

My heart beats harder and harder,

Your love sends me on a trip,

I never want to recover from,

Hopefully I won’t ever come down from these stars,

Your love is my present and my future,

My everything,

Your love is my love,

Our psychedelic love,

Which we shall have,

Forever.

Copyright © 2012 by

Atirah Jewel