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Sunday, June 29, 2008
TALENTLike an eagle which never flap its wings,
Even though he dreams of the joy it would bring,
Many times he looks around and wonder why;
Why can't he soar to the open skies?
He does not know he is an eagle, meant to fly,
Sadly he is surrounded by chickens, his identity has long died.
His sharp talons and strong beak,
It is nature's beauty at its peak.
But they have not been able to do what it was made for,
To help the eagle in achieving much more.
Sigh, he will never know his true ability that awaits,
Perhaps it must be fate.
Like a diamond imprisoned in a stone,
So precious that it will beat the world's diamonds alone,
But it is only a pebble along the coast,
The attention it gets is a glimpse at the most.
No one will ever find the diamond within the worthless rock,
Reminds me of some people that are laughed or mocked.
Like a small hunk of gold in a coal mine,
Its looks and texture are very fine.
As the pickaxes ran on the coal walls,
Shattering the walls then picking up whatever that falls.
But it has yet to be admired,
Much less to be refined and desired.
Like a tuna flooded by sardines in the sea,
As outstanding as a red bean in a basket of peas.
Its silvery scales as magnificent as a lion's skin,
It is swarmed by so much sardines till no one can admire its fins.
Its beauty forever hidden in the school,
Like a genious among a bunch of fools.
ME
I hope that this poem will unfold,
the silent exterior of me you find cold.
I'm not a nerd or clown,
not some emo who loves to frown.
Not a loser who wouldn't care,
not a miser whose money he would not spare.
I am someone who can almost remember everything in the past,
times that suck, others that have been a blast.
Someone who is never obsessed with good looks,
someone who finds sanctuary in books,
someone who has a kind heart
since the very start.
Someone who finds A maths homeward a bore,
someone who hates the principal's talks to the core,
someone who finds Physics tough,
someone who thinks UFOs are a bluff.
Someone who hates people whose souls died,
someone who gives you the brutal truth than lies,
someone who have a lot of doubts,
like what is life really about?
Someone who wants to kill something with a chainsaw,
someone who will forever have flaws.
Someone who acts like a child,
someone whose words as bitter as a bile.
Someone who thinks korean drama is a lame,
someone who is always first to blame.
Someone who thinks he's not cool,
someone who thinks the world is filled with fools.
Someone whose soul is still alive,
someone whose brain is as active as a hive.
Someone whose dreams are almost gone,
someone who prefer to be alone.
Someone who likes to sleep,
someone whose emotions are deep.
Someone who knows what its like to be down,
someone who loves chocolate, which is gold coloured brown.
Someone who can look back at his memory lane,
someone who is at times rather insane.
Someone who is unhappy when he loses,
someone who recently learned to tie his shoe.
Someone who thinks that there's nothing in Jasper's head,
someone who has a natural ability to lead.
Someone who thinks differently from the rest,
someone who will naturally be the best.
Posted by lovely kristin :)
(edited by me too. haha)
