the world is full of many different kinds of peoples and many different kinds of life. in all this mixed up lives chaos reigns as the major factor. this is my own interpretations of it, and hope you like it. If not, let me know why because i am a rather curious fellow and will try to think differently to see why :P

what would you?

if one you loved so much
were to suddenly lose the memory of you
of who you were, what you had together
what exactly would you do, for the love of you two
I personally don't know what i would say
if she told me simply to just go away
that the fact that all we had built as one
came crumpling down around my head
just due to a blow to the brain
the pain would be truly unbearable,
So if there was a time that that you were to face this
what would you do?

One leader

when looking for a leader for the pride
one to keep you safe and sound
do not look for the one who has the strength
yes, they may be strong of build
but they may shatter when faced with strife
nor should you choose the strong of mind only
they may make plans and outmanuver foes
yet eventually all great minds will succumb
they will either seek power to control
or to follow the one they battle
due to damned simple logic
their rulling force
for a true leader
for one who will be true
choose the one strong of heart
for you see the powers hidden within
may seem weak and petty at first
soft to the one they face
but that is the true secret
if you have this strength within
the logic you hold will not control you
nor will you let others control your mind
due to blind stubborn heart.

why?

[8:12:15 PM] Madar: if one was allowed to live forever,
in ways that we never can
what would you find to live for?
there is no fear, so survival isn't the reason
love for most normal people would be fleeting
when you live for the ages and they do not
maybe to learn about whatever you may
to find the reason of all the worlds workings.
but, would you really find that satisfying?
I mean, You would be the one lone soul
traveling throught the wonders of history
as is builds great pillars of civilization
then crumbles to dust in decaying stages
what would you find for a reason
to not give in the the hope of the end?

come to me.

come to me in your dream
i may not be what i seem
a lad of light and chivalry
or a devil bred from mockery
perhaps a fairy full of glossy glen
aged dragon grown in a mountain den
angelic essence high above the clouds
the shiekh who rules the arid land
the thief who sneaks by deaths own door
the prisoner who is kept below the floor.
I may be all these things indeed,
or nothing but the forgotten mist
left behind by a memory's gist
whatever form i take for thee
just don't forget it is still me.

my wish

]a desire b urns within my life
of something hard to put a name
something that might fill a frame,
but the mold to hold it once was whole
now broken to little pieces far gone
is it a person i might have known
or perhaps a piece of a forgotten dream
if only i could understand its light
but i know it isn't what it seems.
no true desire ever is fully known,
due to the sketchy nature of human kind
but when you see light when fully blind
the burn it lives deep in your mind.
I just wish i knew it's nature