A Lovers Journal Poem by Ayesha Shahid

In the dark night; the stars, they shine
Oh I wished that you were mine
The moon is blooming in the dark
Now my love-history, at last
The sky is masked with dark clouds
I shouldn't write my thoughts out loud
You were the one who made my day
For you my heart I had to slay
But now the ardor-turned to hate
Now I don't know what to say
The deep and earnest feelings inside
Are put to rest, or left to die
Our car broke down in the middle of the street
I hope your here for me to meet
The hope you gave me every time I met you,
Isn't there anymore in me for you
You still haunt my dreams on nights
Making fairytales before my own sight
You taught me the basis of life and enjoying it
Thanks are not enough for what you did
I loved you like the children and the rain
I loved you my love, loved you the same
It isn't right to feel this way
But now my emotions will make my way
Even when they lead to inferences of sorrow
Oh I just don't feel the same
I don't get what's in your game
Every time I see your sparkling eyes
My heart starts to melt like ice
With a stare, oh a skill you have
I feel my soul pouring out
My heart aches, I'm lost in your world
You don't belong with her I shout
I love you, my beloved
I wished you'd love me too
I'm afraid is that too much to ask?
But this dream won't come true
Unrequited love, enough to send
To an ideal, an angel, a mentor, a friend
And all the refusals are left to mend
Our love, before a start, has come to an end.