Hehe…Hi! Good to see you girls/guys again! This is my first One-shot! So excited! I'm tired of doing the character conversations now so…that's all! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I DON'T own Gakuen Alice…
Claimer: I DO own the poem.
Aftermath
Dark. Something we cannot touch, nor feel, yet it is still there. After every ray of sunlight disappears, shielded by the other side of Earth, this is darkness. The terror of a deserted street, the hopelessness of the poor, begging, praying to God after darkness for they no food for their emaciated family.
Every shade of colour tells a tale of its own.
Intangible, Unseen but, Believable.
Despair, the art of Black,
Courage, the fruit of Gold,
And Hope, the beginning of White.
The Dark was a place, a place full of misery, no happiness, no beauty, plain sorrow. Full of Hatred, lies, remorse. Mikan couldn't stand it, the Academy used its students, used them as tools. If there was no academy, then everyone would have gotten with their normal lives, no need to face any grave danger of any missions. She had always thought the Academy's ways where cruel, ruthless, and …weird. Even though she had never received any missions, she was the academy's most prized student, even if she had never felt the pain and torture Natsume had went through, she knew what it felt like.
Dark, the Black.
The exact opposite of White.
Of everything the Dark will Lack,
Its light is still there, shining.
Shining its full light, its warmth,
Like lighting a candle in a silent, dark room.
Dark, is the Gloomth,
Of many…
Dusk. The time after Light. Its sunset glimmers like gold. Beautiful, exquisite, a moment that lasts for only a few minutes – rare. Watching it descend, the golden globe lowering itself down to the other side of the world. The Dusk is more beautiful than the Dark. Though dusk has its own wealth, the dark has its own light. Mikan had given Natsume the courage to live, the will to stay strong, the determination to go on in to life, and more and more into the light. He wanted to live for her; she had given him hope, the last in Pandora's Box. Her love helped him survive throughout the years.
Dusk, the Gold.
A shimmer of the sun's glow.
The edge of Bold,
Withering away into Dark,
Into the Dark, the gold is gone,
The Golden Globe vanishes into the Black.
Unseen, Unspoken of, Dawned,
Into Nothingness.
He was born in Dusk, but dragged into Dark by the Academy. Yet she still held his hand, in fear of losing him into the Dark, had stepped into the Dusk. For now, she would wait for him to return. Till dawn comes, and light devours their side of the world again…and face the consequences… of life.
Dawn, the White.
The brightening of the Day,
Night creatures scatter in fright,
The Beginning of everything,
The Understanding becoming clear.
Truth lies open in the light,
Beckoning of a peer,
To turn to the right road,
The road of Light.
Reveiw? Please?
For the love of poetry,
Neko-chan/Lisa