Kira: I am a sucker for poems!

Usopp: Where did you get this idea?

Kira: I reread my other poem "Misunderstanding" and thought about typing another poem.

Usopp: OK... why didn't you put this in your drabbles?

Kira: Answer later! Enjoy the poem!!!!


Connected Like A Vine

You hold me,

I hold you.

No one will accept this,

Not even the crew.

-

I hurt with pain,

as blood seeps through.

I look upon your face,

Oh how it looks blue.

-

Tears threaten to come out,

Come out from the corners.

Some have poured out,

Without any borders.

-

Why did it have to happen,

And turn out this way?

Especially on vacation,

Out on the bay.

-

Your hand grips,

Hold is tight with mine.

My fingers go through yours,

Just like a vine.

-

"You can't die, Captain.

Not like this."

I gasped in a breath,

Enjoying this last bliss.

-

"I can't stay in this world,

Not much longer."

My grip grows weaker,

As his grows stronger.

-

Whimpers and cries,

Are heard from all around.

No one can believe,

That death was bound.

-

"Follow your dreams,

Make them come true!

I will watch you all,

Especially from all blue."

-

With the words said,

Tears slipped by.

My First Mate wipes them away,

And covers with a lie.

-

"They will, Captain.

And so will yours.

Just hold on,

As we finish the wars."

-

I shook my head,

With the secret locked away.

"I can't hold you down,

This is fey."

-

He shook his head,

"We will not leave you be.

Just wait for the sensei,

And you will see."

-

I merely sighed,

And nodded with glee.

The sensei will make this go away,

And set my body free.

-

"I will try to hold on,

With every life I have left.

But don't get high n' mighty,

With all your hope and expect."

-

They all had a grin,

Happy coming to them.

His hand is in mine,

As they laid on my capris' hem.

-

The sensei came,

The sensei gone.

He checked every nook n' cranny,

And chased the wrong.

-

I'm all better,

Living strong.

They say I live,

And will for long.

-

I stand on the ship,

The hours pass by.

I think back to the past,

How it was all wry.

-

Tears slip by,

And I can't help but cry.

I was cured,

But still lived a lie.

-

No one will accept me,

The person I am.

Except you,

Who is here in a bam.

-

My hand in yours,

Your hand in mine.

We are connected,

Just like a vine.


Robin: I love it, Writer-san.

Kira: Aw~! Thanks, Robin-chan!

Usopp: Ahem! Back to my question... Why?

Kira: Because its a poem.

Usopp: Point?

Kira: You can't have poems in drabble files! That's just... WRONG!

Usopp: ... how?

Kira: It is! Now shut up!

Usopp: alrighty then...

Robin: -giggle- Please review, Viewer-san.