A/N: Okay, so this is going to be like a Kagome/Sesshomaru fan fic, but like, in poem format… If you don't wish to read a poem fic in Kagome's point of view, than drive your interest somewhere else. I don't mind constructive criticism, but if you flame me, expect me to just look at it, and not care. I like what I write, and if you don't, not my problem. Okay, well, poem one!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
Poem One: Giving All That Has No Hope
I ran from him,
The one I thought to love.
I spilled my heart,
Receiving nothing but a glance in return.
His infatuation spent blindly,
Aimed on the essence that belongs to the nether world.
All is but an empty shell to other's eyes,
To him, that is where his heart belongs.
His old memories controlled what he felt,
Resulting in me being a replacement.
I held the other half of her soul,
As she held the other half of mine.
As I ran with no aim,
I felt my blood boil.
I was pushed by my own persuasiveness,
I convinced myself to love a man who held onto his past.
My skin started to burn,
My raven hair turning into a sapphire color.
A tainted sun adorned my forehead,
While poisonous green streaks caressed my face.
With two on each side,
My newly turned violet eyes stood out against my white skin.
I sought the hanyou's brother,
Sesshomaru, my real true love.
I felt my beast control my body,
This is who I really was.
A demon with a hope that a dog could love this jungle cat,
And a desire to kill the one who used me.
The Ice Prince I wished to seek,
He waited for me by the well.
He was curious and wished to know how my aura went from pure and holy,
To that of which only a lion youkai could have.
I wanted to see the half demon's blood spill,
By mine and Sesshomaru's claws.
I wished to see his heart stop,
While his mind went numb.
He tricked me.
All I was to Inuyasha was a jewel detector,
Nothing less,
Nothing more.
Without me knowing,
I helped him get his one true desire,
To wish his past to be the present.
To have my soul sealed within the deceased priestess,
And have her devour no other soul.
As I came to a stop in front of the full blooded Inu,
He saw the true me.
I was no longer a weak ningen with a guard dog,
I was my own true ruler.
And I had given the hanyou something that had no hope.
A/N: Ah, poem one has ended. I will try to post the next poem tonight or tomorrow depending on my mood. I enjoyed this poem myself, as for you, I hope that you did too. I'd love to see your review… As long as it is not meant to burn me to death with hate. Hehe. ^.^
Alright,
Miko-Stone is out!
Peace!