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.
