A/N: I started doing this for class. My teacher is having us all do a poem a day for the last month of school. So, since Death Note was the first thing that came to my mind to do, I've decided to run with it. Of course, my teacher will never see these, because she might tell one of the other teachers, who happens to think that Death Note should not be allowed in school. Thus, you all get the special privilege of being in the few (or many) who get to read my amateur, unedited poems!
For some of these, I will have many (such as the Acrostic style, where I went crazy) while some may be skipped for the time being. Also, not all of them are probably going to be correct (such a L, ion this chapter). Comments, flames, love and hate are all welcome. Of course, I would prefer that you didn't flame me. I've already cut myself on a chocolate frosting container, and I don't need any burns to go along with my cuts.
WARNING: THERE WILL PROBABLY BE SPOILERS SO DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE!!!
DISCLAIMER: I do not, nor will I ever, own Death Note.
Art in a style
Nothing like it
Intense, calm
Mecha, magic, real, fake
Everything in one
Death comes in 40 seconds
Everyone is a target
All worshipers or haters
They are his puppets
He wants to rule the world
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Near is the only on who challenges him
Of three, only the third letter survives
Teru is writing as Ryuuku kills
Everything is settled
Stalking in the night
Helping no one, killing all
In my world I write your name
Never caring the consequence
In my notebook you will die
God of Death
A legend to fear
Making death a painful thing
I am Ryuuku
Righteous, he thinks
A gift to the world
Intelligent to a fault
Trying to be Justice
Of all the stupid things to do
Nicely sitting
Ever thinking
Asking questions
Risking nothing
Making quick decisions
Escaping burning buildings
Living life to full potential
Loving only chocolate
Overly ambitious
Licking lollipops
Addictingly juicy
Pleasing to the tastebuds
Plucked from the tree of life
Lollipops, pie, cake, candy
Every color
Seductively sweet
Risks her life
Everything of hers for Misa
Making the deal
Utopia she will never see
Working behind the scenes
Always there
To provide transportation, sweets or support
A mild man
Regret is not an option
In death, may he rest
Mostly a ditz
Intelligence is rare
So in love
A sweet killer
More so a follower that a doer
Always following his friend
Till death would he play
To try to beat the game