I remember the day you walked into my world,
Soft steps on sunlit ground, a breeze in your curls.
You asked if I knew what your name meant,
And when I said no, you smiled, heaven-sent.

'Jewel,' you said, as if carving it into stone,
A name that shimmered, a light of its own.
And from that moment, without a sound,
Something in my chest began to pound.

High school corridors stretched wide and long,
Yet I only remember the echo of your song.
Between prayers and parting roads,
We met where the golden sunlight flowed.

By the mosque, your laughter rose like dawn,
Bright and warm, never withdrawn.
I walked you to where the road would bend,
Never knowing where the path would end.

Your house became a world of its own,
A place where your name was already known.
Your mother’s voice, a melody sweet,
Calling me 'Shamwwil' each time we’d meet.

The dog would bark, fierce and wild,
Yet you’d step in, soft and mild.
With you, even silence had its sound,
A presence felt, without being bound.

And then I left, as life demanded,
But my heart stayed, forever stranded.
Calls unanswered, echoes thin,
A love so deep, yet locked within.

I prayed not for a wife, but for you,
That God would make you my dream come true.
I should have asked for what is right,
But I only wanted you in my sight.

Maybe you're married, maybe you’re not,
Maybe I’m just a name you forgot.
But if fate has left a space unclaimed,
Then let me speak without shame.

Jawahir, my Jewel, if you are free,
Would you take a chance on me?
Not a boy with silent dreams,
But a man with love that gleams.

If not, I wish you endless light,
May your days be warm and bright.
But if the stars align just so,
Then, my Jewel, let me know.