Authors note: Here is a poem it's probably really bad but that for you to judge. If its bad just to tell you I was bored and this was the only thing I could do.

As for my other story chapter two is slowly on its way. Busy with other stuff (High school and other stuff) so please excuse me. Plus I got writers block whenever I had time to think about it well just read this ok.Enjoy... I hope.

Oh and Sestina means six and is a form of poem.


Sestina on POTO

There once was a phantom

His real name was Erik

He was quite lonely

Lurking in the shadows and hiding behind a mask

Never experience love

Yet his symbol for it was a rose

A girl once received a rose

She though it was from her angel though it was from the phantom

She was his first and only love

She never would find out his name was Erik

He was again lonely

The only shelter was his music and mask

He was cursed to be for all eternity lonely

I wish along with others to give him a rose

And tell him there is no need for a, mask

He is human not a phantom

Named is Erik

And now people give their love

He may be startled by all the love

He will never be lonely

Everyone shall call him by his name Erik

And he will have to give away roses

Out personally because their will no longer be a phantom

No longer needing a mask

Occasions are the only time for masks

Where around you there is only love

No fear of the phantom

Ho one is lonely

Everyone will receive rose

Wishing to receive one for m Erik

Phans would scream Erik

They wouldn't dare take off his mask

And probably grin when the y receive a rose

The would praise him with love

And say he will never be lonely

Again and never be again a phantom

There was a phantom named Erik

Lonely before his only companion a mask

As he gives rose out Phans will pledge their love

A.N.: So how was it?Exellent? terrible?well anyhow R&R.