The Happy Ending

A desperate mind seeking happiness
Moving freely is the dream in the dark
Without joy the eye watches the world
Only to find that the light in the dark is near
It seems as if this rare feeling is worth gold

Better to stay asleep then to stand naked in a crowd
But to hang just to run is a cowards thought
As said the feeling is gold and must be searched
Mind and energy used to search for it
Only to find a needing heart
But is this the end?

Note: You might have known that I won first in my school for a poem writing contest. Well after waiting for long I have gotten my poem back and here it is..ENJOY!!

Hint:LOve

The Matter With The Fireball

A raging ball of fire at the middle
Taking control to ensure life
Time passes and it seems normal
Still being able to hold from afar
Active always seeming to never end
We are thankful to it
Being so hot everyday
It can not complain
It must bear pain it may not feel
Since it's hard to imagine something that we barely know about
Only able to understand from afar
What gives life is left alone
So what is the matter with it
Time by the millions have passed
Yet the end sleeps for it
Will it end?
Funny how something so lifeless is the center of life
It's what matters.

The One Man Genocide

A troubled boy troubled by darkness
Darkness humans bring upon each other
Bloodshed everywhere
Every second the clock ticks
Making Kira mad
We shall wake up to see a genocide
A legend by one man

The genocide destroys not life
But demons
Demons that we all are
Yet we don't know it
We are sleeping
Then we awake not to know our sins
But to know that the legend may not happen
We will se that it is a fantasy that must become a reallity as soon as possible.

Hint: Todays world

Butterflies Of The North Dessert

For some time we search for a completion
To complete the inside
A butterfly found after long awaiting it
We sick with it becuase it cools us
Just imagining a still image of it is beautiful
Day by day we await completion
Hoping our burning candle doesn't go out before we are complete

Butterflies come and go not one perfect
Salty droplets showing we fear the end in the glass
Our life ending like the sands of time
Bit by bit a mountain arises below
Even when we are complete the sand continues
We shall not care because we have found it
A long last puzzle piece that actually fits

Hint:Love

Blaming The Innocent

A fallen apple from an Oak
Drops on a car
While an innocent leans on the Oak tree
To see no one else in sight
Is to leave pain on the nearest mind
There is no escape
We have been taught that blood shed is not an option

This time there is only one option
Which is to fight and guard yourself from standing naked in a crowd
Then suddenly the mind freezes
Not because of ice but lava
There is nothing to do but stand for as long as possible
Till the very bitter end we all await


My comments:
I had a feeling this one wouldn't be as good as the others. Now to read it again it seems okay for my mind to bear. I just hope you all enjoy it.

Hint:Pressure

The Old Falcon

This time I bring you all a poem dedicated to my grandfather who has been a pilot for 38 years. It is writen for him because today (12/4/2006) is my grandfather's birthday.

Since the dawn of its time,
It shows golden victory
No height is too high
As it is free unlike the red gem
Showing anger to benefit others
Teaching hidden lessons from the mountains

Now it decays as all around
Yet like a miracle is still wonderful
Sticks to its roots but still free
Working a job and thinking of an end
For the falcon the end is not an end
It is hard to say
But its end is wealth
Wealth of boredom
Because being bored is destroying a falcon's root.

Hint: Wisdom and strengh of the old

The Red Gem

The red gem glowing red inside us
Making us go through treachery
For a good cause that is hidden
Which is to enjoy what we can

The treachery is not a test
But a lesson learned in time
Soon to find out that the gem is precious
It is strong with us since the start
But like everything else it will end
The soil of earth shall greet it's box


Hint:
You

The Gift In The Dark

A man devoted to the night's sky
Every day awaiting his gift darkness brings
During a time when some are blind
The time when the world sleeps
Like a child on a Christmas morning
A gift he cannot touch but can be seen

Why does he wait for something he cannot get
Little is known of his every day gift
During daylight cannot be seen
But he is sure it is there
Just like the love of a man for a woman
Even though far the feeling is near



Hint :
Star gazing

The Last Bullet

A warrior holding a gun
His last shot to save his life
But he has two to drop
His bravery turns into fear
Time slows giving a minute to think
Seeming like an hour yet not enough

Finally it is thought
The end cannot be stopped
Waste the last and hope the impossible
When thought is silly
But if tried we know
It's always hope



Hint :
A person's last chance to live before he takes the plunge