I do not own Detective Conan.
Although I wish I did.

Hello! This is my first poem here.
Maybe we could imagine Shinichi saying this... (That is if he ever meets Ran again xD)
Hope you guys enjoy it!


Upon living a life so sly,
Here we are, on the grass we lie.
One thing I don't want you to try -
I do not want to see you cry.

Sorrow may have seeped into us
But the wind would not stop to brush.
Oh, darling, let's come to a hush.
Listen to the world, love is lush.

The stars live up to their brightness
But I really won't love you less.
Although your hair could be a mess,
Your face has a smile as its dress.

The humor would spread its wonder.
Laugh and I shall become fonder.
Words are lowered to a whisper,
All amidst the cool hard winter.

It is the middle of the night,
But what is to fear on your sight?
Hold my hands and enclose them tight.
The wind shall change our plight tonight.

A dream could not equal our fate,
But the clouds pass at a fast rate.
Do not let go, it's getting late.
Is this the sight you want so great?

Remember when we were strolling?
Think of the place, the one dwelling.
Oh, do not obstruct the feeling.
My heart would not want a healing.

You are strong and nothing is wrong.
This moment is where we belong -
The time when our hearts hear our song.
And time stretches to very long.

Light is coming - mind is calming.
Light is coming - mind is running.
Never thought the way as cunning.
Never thought the touch was warning.

It's the doubt that is horrible,
Never knowing what's possible.
And now, are we feeling trouble?
What amidst this place is noble?

Oh, why on the time of sunrise?
From the twilight came the goodbyes.
Even a bird, away it flies.
A woman, too, after she tries.

And the time has caught up to us.
Would you stop giving me a plus
As the heavens would light our trust?
Oh, do not let our love be lost.

If it is the feeling that stays,
Let's be lightened by the sun's rays.
We'll be like shiny molded clays,
Our hands, to each other they brace. . .

Flowers bloom with their own color,
But caress them and feel horror.
Oh, now you suffer a pallor.
Just sleep. . . Think of what you've lived for. . .

- - -
Up the sky shoots a star like dart.
Maybe you were really my art.
But who shall lie beside my part?
It would never be the same heart.

I will miss you. . . no matter how it isn't obvious
The inspiration I gained from you, I shall use.


The end of this poem.

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- Da Newbie
I am crazy enough to write fanfictions...