Pokemon Poetry, a pokémon fanfic

A/N: This is long overdue to one of my readers, FoxWolf22. I will be accepting poem requests, if any of you are interested. And no, it doesn't have to be a romantic one. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.

Pairing: (M)Dewott X (F)Raichu

Summary: In this chapter, we see the untold love between Dewott and Raichu, but how will it affect their lives, when one of them is suddenly captured by an evil organisation.

Rated: T, there's some violence and profanity here.

Genre: Romance/Tragedy

Unknown Emotions

What do they call this feeling?

It's a feeling that I get inside.

It tends to bloom when you're around.

It's something that I just can't seem to hide.

We've been together for quite some time.

A dewott like me could never dream of such.

I run my fingers through your electric cheeks

longing for a raichu's touch.

III

My golden eyes meet your ever-so-dark ones,

so empty yet ever so fulfilling.

They remind me of the void left to sit in my heart,

one where you would fit so perfectly.

We bask in the moonlit skies,

accentuating your orange pelt.

I sat there, speechless, just thinking,

indeed how nice your fur felt.

I told myself that today was the day,

to tell you of whom I wanted to spend my nights above.

This would be the end of my resolute diffidence,

and the start of my unwavering love.

But I couldn't bring myself to do it.

I just sat there with ignorant eyes.

Why in the world would you want me,

out of all the millions of guys?

VII

Silence clouded my thoughts,

as you were about to talk.

But before any of that could happen,

you suddenly froze and gawked.

VIII

Was it something that I said?

Or perhaps something I did not.

My sight was then enveloped in darkness.

It occurs to me, that I may have been caught.

I hear wailing in the distance.

A familiar voice, so sweet.

I heard her shout with intensity.

While scuffling on her feet.

Then that's when it hit me,

no, not the reality of it all.

It was the exhaustion that I couldn't deny,

just being in this prison-like ball.

I blacked out with out even knowing.

Words left to linger in my ears.

I could've sworn I heard her say she needs me,

as she was drowned in her blood and tears.

XII

They took me from her.

They took me away.

I swear on my death bed,

that I'll make them pay.

XIII

The negativity continued to shadow,

both my thoughts and my words.

I felt this searing pain inside,

as if I was going berserk.

XIV

My thoughts were interrupted,

as I came out of from the dark.

There stood the two bastards,

who took me away from my spark.

I rushed at them with my razors,

I wanted to kill them on the spot.

But before I could even get close,

I felt my blood start to clot.

XVI

The pain was indescribable,

like a shock through my bloodstream.

I felt like I was electrocuted.

That's when I started to scream.

XVII

I wasn't in control,

my body moved on it's own.

My fist curled up tightly,

and hit one of my bones.

XVIII

They shoved me into a room,

with barely any hope.

I paced around endlessly,

not even bothering to cope.

XIX

I went through tribulations,

pain above all others.

Team Rocket taught me how to fight,

and pulled me out of the gutters.

It was a wake-up call for me,

which enlightened my senses.

It turned me into a machine,

sharpening my defenses.

XXI

I was as cold-hearted as them,

those bastards from before.

But now they are my masters,

they're bastards no more.

XXII

One day they sent me,

out to the forest.

This was a mission.

I trained to be the best.

XXIII

I heard rustling from the bushes,

a familiar sound.

It was about to strike,

but I was ready for this round.

XXIV

And that's when it hit me,

no, not the creature.

But, the fact that I knew her,

and every single feature.

XXV

Dewott!

I heard her call my name.

Yet there was this tension,

the feeling would never be the same.

XXVI

She was about to tackle me,

but before she got the chance.

I ran my claws through her face,

as she shot a surprised glance.

XXVII

She coughed out blood.

It trickled down her cinnamon coat.

I felt like helping her,

but one side of me refused to do so.

XVIII

She began to speak,

slowly at first.

She muttered out some words,

but it made her feel worse.

XXIX

She motioned for me to come near,

and I mindlessly did as asked.

"Goodbye Dewott, I'll always love you,"

she said to me, with a smile that did not last.

XXX

She was gone,

and all it took was one slice.

I acted out of self-defense,

but that's what caused her demise.

XXXI

I sat upon a nearby rock,

pondering on the latest event.

I thought about it long and hard,

that's when I got what she meant.

XXXII

I never told her how I felt,

she didn't even get to know.

But, strangely, I don't have that sense of remorse.

For my emotions left me long ago.

A/N: Please excuse my rustiness. Read and Review. :)