Rumors: I know a rumor, about this family. You may know them, so if you're interested in hearing about the Noah Family just come and listen.
note: This is just my first attempt at poetry, so feedback would be greatly appreciated
Genre: poetry
There is a rumor I know,
about a family born of evil.
And of the lone survivor of that
disaster. And maybe you've met them.
Maybe you've seen their Pleasure,
who runs around in a world of black and white,
too attached to let either go.
Both yin and yang, good and evil
And all that in between
Or maybe you've seen their Desire,
you may see him quite often,
doting on his daughter,
And living that life he dreamt of
The one with the white dog,
and the frail wife,
and the handsome brother,
and the cute daughter
And I bet you've seen their Dreams,
the daughter that Desire loves.
Sweet, cute, evil, vile.
The oldest of them all, the one to survive
one of her beloved's onslaught
Or maybe you've seen her sitting
on that pink umbrella,
laughing sweetly,
as the world around her burns.
Wherever you've seen her, I bet you haven't in awhile.
You may have seen their Wrath,
who only knew Wrath,
and will only be known as Wrath,
because he never lived long enough
to overcome the emotion that consumed him.
And I bet you've seen the pair of twins,
their Bonds.
Who chase that man around,
although they never catch him.
The two who are two parts.
And there's their Wisdom,
who keeps his head in the clouds.
Who protects his family from the one
he hates so much.
He, who remembers everything,
yet understands nothing.
And his only source of information,
is trapped in her dreams,
for protecting the one she loves.
You may have seen their Ability,
who's responsible for that terrible,
horrible thing they made.
And if you have seen their leader,
I hope you lived.
For he is the center of it all.
The one who lost everything,
and went insane because of it.
The one who fought him,
protected their dreams and survived.
Whose only desire is to be
reunited with him.
And the one you may have seen,
wears the enemies coat.
Betrayed many times, and yet keeps walking.
He'll join them one day, I say,
when he is worn thin.
And if you happen to see them,
be sure to wave hello.
And never forget who they are,
and their mission: to end all humanity.