Hi there... Normally i would have wrote about Kagami, but

This poem was like umm...Kuroko-ish is that even a word *sigh* anyways, here is a poem i thought of how Kuroko's days from Teiko to Seirin and meeting all the people.

So hope you like it


Black stayed as all colors drained away,

The sky full of dull grey met pathway

Smiles that were once there, suddenly faded.

In a black abyss, it never asked to be aided.

A stretched pathway invited darkness,

Never noticing that it was a weakness.

A supposed moon never glowed or rode the sky,

Neither light nor colors started to fly

Looking around for something to aid this loneliness,

Only finding, withering flowers filled with coldness.

It was as if the world crumbled away

It made a self-feel as if it was in dismay

Droplets of salt threatened to fall

It was unfair since the rain still didn't make a call.

Finally noticing that a self is out stretching a hand,

No matter how hard was the demand,

In order to survive from the sea of lies.

It was none other than his pitiful cries

Accepting a weakness within a self

It made a soul remember a pervious act

Pain throbbed, stabbed, shredded the heart,

Agony pierced it like a flying dart.

At last it started running towards a never descending light, getting away from darkness with a heavy fight.

It was never late to know that happiness cannot be stolen,

It is found within each and every human.

Darkness started swallowing everything as a black hole

That was the moment to activate a role.

Look up at the sky. A self had a pair of flappy wings,

Like birds who represent freedom wither flying rings.

Slowly, a small smile crept on its face,

As stars found their way to the nighty space.

Darkness is broken down into pieces,

The long forgotten light finally releases

A victory cry, it screeches

A content sigh then can be heard,

Instead of sad life, a life with up and downs would be preferred.

Before the soul knew it, it was warmly surrounded,

Chit chattering was heard, and that left it astounded

Whatever the soul felt was not loneline

It was just a hearty, healthy laughter that was not filled with emptiness.


I know, I know. This poem sucks, I'm no poet, but I know it sucks. So please comment as much as you want, you're free to criticize as much as you want, but some good and positve reviews will be helpful hehe...GOMENA SAI!