Hello everyone! Now this is my first poetry Fanfic and I hope you guys like it! Pearlshipping WOOOOOOOOO!
Disclaimer: Don't own Ash (Although I own his Indigo Plateau hat!) And certainly not Dawn (Although I love her!)
Connected by a Thick Harbor rope to her home,
With Her mother and Her Glameow,
She had the life she ever needed.
Connected by a Ship rope to her home,
Her mother on the TV of a Tournament made her empty,
With happiness of Barry and the Pokémon flying Freely,
In the region of Sinnoh.
Connected by a Thick Sail rope to her home,
At the age of 15,
Wanting to be exploring her world,
Occupied by Team Galactic,
And the evil of the world.
Connected by wicker to their homes,
Dawn and Barry sought adventure.
She sought love.
As for him, Pokémon and Winning were all that mattered.
But as for her, she wanted someone to be with.
Someone to walk by her side.
Connected by fabrics to her home,
Piplup and she found a young man.
Ash.
They soon became friends.
Dawn felt stronger that friends.
The Pikachu and Piplup were friends,
But not she and Ash.
Connected by twine to her home,
Ash and Brock and She were almost through.
They had battled and they had become friends.
They had battled Team Galactic,
Being turned over their victory.
Barry almost shut out,
Ash was the only boy in the world.
To her.
Connected by a string to home,
She almost had him.
If he wasn't so stupid to fall,
Almost purposely,
But to her thoughts, it was false.
He was alive.
He was happy to see them both.
So was Pikachu.
But she was happier than ever.
Connected by a thread to home,
She had fallen more deeply into the trap.
Paul had taken her heart.
But Ash fought for it,
As for a Maiden's hand.
But soon she began to wonder,
Is this what I really want?
But then, sabotage.
Team Galactic used her as a toy to him.
Then she was taken.
Connected by nothing to home,
Never to see it again.
She had been taken, never to be rescued.
But through a swoop of a hand,
Hope was there again.
As she rode through the wind,
To fall in his arms,
To be awoken by her first kiss
Of True Love.
Then again,
Her Heart was full,
And most importantly,
She was connected by a Thick Harbor Rope to her home,
With Ash.
Hope you guys liked it! My first poetry! Please review and comment and add to your favorites!
