These are poems I wrote a few months back. Some of the lines and rhymes are really bad, but it was the best I could come up with. They are all untitled simply because I couldn't think of any good ones for them. All are descriptive poems, and describe the person in detail.
Untitled Poem #1
He's got white-blond hair and acts like a jerk,
And he's usually not afraid to work.
He goes out only at night,
Because the sun gives him a fright.
Killed two Slayers, tried to make it three,
Even though he's British, he doesn't like tea.
He's really good in a fight,
Just don't give him a neck to bite.
Afraid of wooden stakes and fire,
To a few others, he's a sire.
Hates Angel with a passion,
Has a real good taste for fashion.
Wears all black from head to foot,
A leather trenchcoat as black as soot.
He's saved the world more than once,
On top of that, he does all him own stunts.
King of Comebacks, Prince of Fools,
This Vamp is really cool.
His fave colors are silver, black and red,
I once heard that he said,
"Piss off and leave me alone why don't you?"
Man, this guy is one cool dude.
Caring, kind, brave and tough,
Though he's sometimes an idiot, he's got the right stuff.
Not afraid to speak his mind,
Even when facing his own kind.
A motorcycle is his ride,
About the town or across the tide.
Saves who he can, trusts no one at all,
Mostly, his heart is cold and small.
He doesn't like to go with the flow,
And lets everyone know,
Don't mess with the master in a fight,
Don't mess with anyone with the name of Spike.
Please R&R