Forevermore - On Stage
A/N: Guardians (Gokudera, Ryohei, Chrome/Mukuro, Yamamoto, Lambo, Hibari, Tsuna)
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR.
Gokudera thus proclaimed: Juudaime
Is the bestest leader that anyone
Ever could follow. The Tenth to obey,
To worship and serve—he vowed when all's begun.
Tsuna-sama, I deem you my master,
He swore, eyes glistening, countenance solemn.
He swore his life, guard against disaster;
Swore too his knowledge, act as guiding column.
Tsuna grimaced, told him to stop it:
Life's precious—he won't see anyone die.
But Gokudera's willing to commit,
In loyalty he's willing to disobey and defy.
His life's not his own; he's merely a pawn.
But on behest his boss, he'll always carry on.
When Sawada slid that Vongola ring
on his finger, Ryohei wanted to punch
his fist in the air but he had a hunch
that wouldn't be an appropriate thing
so he held back. But like a compressed spring
he couldn't and he started spewing bunch-
es of extreme vows like how he would punch
their enemies extremely with a swing
of his fists. Sawada went kinda pale
so he thought he'd shut up but the words kept
flowing: he'd protect despite his inept-
ness Sawada and should he ever fail,
which he swears won't happen to the extreme,
he'd have their backs in his eternal dream.
Chrome accepted the ring with a shy glance
At her boss, her savior, hero, her friend.
Words of hers she gave to him to finance
When this fragile body can't give as spend.
Then Mukuro came to play with his toy.
Dear Tsunayoshi, his voice from her flowed,
Don't worry, for you I will not destroy—
That's your job—just return me what I'm owed.
For you I'll fight, I'll fight for your—our—manse;
I'm half your mist, on whom you can depend.
And I'm the other, your fort to deploy;
I'll deceive you not, you'll be my abode.
We're ever your mists, in Heaven or Hell,
We'll give our all, no care for where we dwell.
Tsuna smiled, so Yamamoto grinned.
A sanguine sincere swearing forever—
Their cheer, their bonds that no one can sever—
He'll always protect: vows he won't rescind.
With these Vongola rings their souls were twinned:
Whenever, wherever, whatsoever—
He chuckles they laugh—in every endeavor
United, matters not where blows the wind.
He'd give his life to this mafia game.
Embrace the sky and dirt the blood and war,
'Cause in exchange he'd score his friends and more:
A fam'ly, life, a dance with sword and flame.
Then when all's said and done and he lays slain,
He'll go with a grin, the Requiem Rain.
The thunder crackled and giggled with glee,
'Cause Lambo-sama's got a shiny-shiny!
Under heaven's light a glimmer I see,
A Vongola ring, so very pretty.
When I look up, he beams back down at me,
His eyes so bright, so like a crystal sea.
I thank you thank you, Tsuna-nii,
for taking me into your family!
I'll protect you all, you just watch and see,
I'll grow and get stronger, your shield to be.
I'll draw the attacks from the enemy;
I'll shock them with my electricity!
When ten years pass beyond eternity,
I'm always Lambo, still you're Tsuna-nii!
Sawada Tsunayoshi, Hibari glared,
His piercing gaze met those deep russet eyes.
I will bite you to death, he then declared,
If you become weak or ever unwise.
Don't do anything stupid, he forewarned,
Lest I will come and knock in you some sense.
But the small animal he once had scorned
Was now a carnivore without pretense.
He thus examined that tethering thing:
Those clouds, so free, had been embossed and bound.
It wasn't as if they were tied with a string,
But rather in the sky a home they found.
I'll be there past the end of time or breath,
to bite you and your enemies to death.
Vongola empire, I'll bear the weight
Forevermore of sin and Tenth Vongola Don.
I'll conquer darkness, start a new blank state.
—Err, that's what I should say, but I'd rather abdicate
This title and as plain Tsuna live on.
Vongola empire, I'll bear not your weight.
I'm told I can't escape, that this is all fate,
But how can I say, as a scrawny prawn,
I'll conquer darkness, start a new blank state.
I'm just a kid who tends to be late
to school and you expect me to say whereupon:
Vongola empire, I'll bear your weight.
It's silly, absurd. I have no talent innate,
So no one will believe me when I prattle on:
I'll conquer darkness, start a new blank state.
But I'll accept, forevermore, dedicate
My life to you, the friends I call upon.
Vongola empire, I'll bear your weight;
I'll conquer darkness, start a new blank state.
A/N:
Oh English class, what hast thou done to me?
Instilled in me a love for poetry?
Alas, I'm not that great, you see?
Anyway... Sonnets + a special villanelle for Tsuna.
Most aren't very deep, as I'm still working on characterization and twisting subtle meanings into diction and structure. So please tell me what you thought of these so far. Which ones did you like? Which ones not so much?
I might add more characters under this Inheritance Ceremony theme, so if you have anyone in particular you wish to see, feel free to tell me.
-TreeCat
[Edit - inserted extra info below - 11/30/15]
(Please take the following info with a grain of salt - I only know the basics myself)
Sonnets: A form of structured poetry. 14 lines long, ten syllables per line in iambic pentameter (stress on every other syllable - though I admit I didn't follow this very strictly). Most common forms are Petrarchian (rhyme scheme abbaabba (cdecde or cdccdc)) and Shakespearean (rhyme scheme abab cdcd efef gg), with Spencerian (abab bcbc cdcd ee) coming in close third. (Most of mine were either Shakespearean or modified Petrarchian.) There's also supposed to be shifts between the stanzas, major ones between the octet and sestet in Petrarchian and with the couplet in Shakespearean sonnets.
Villanelle: Another form of structured poetry - perhaps the most structured there is out there. Consists of two refrains (A1 and A2) repeated alternately until the end. Rhyme scheme: A1bA2 abA1 abA2 abA1 abA2 abA1A2. Usually indicates a high degree of obsession over something.
Any experts out there? Let me know if I missed something important.
And perhaps now you can better appreciate the (very few) subtleties I've included. Note: breaking structure usually implies something important, though I may have done so sometimes (sometimes) accidentally as an amateur poet.
My goal is to show that poetry is not so daunting and can be rather fun - hopefully I've accomplished some of that?
