Slowly, but surely, I am getting some reviews for my other fanfiction. I have finally decided to put "Shibuya Poetry" to rest, so that I can focus on developing my "Platform Surfers" story. This will be the last chapter of "Shibuya Poetry." It's been a long, arduous ride writing this collection, but I must put it to rest. To all those who have read this collective, I thank you. This poem is about Ran at her wedding. I know very few people have thought about this, but now's the time to let it all hang out. I dedicate this piece to you.
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Shibuya Poetry
Chapter 26:
Butterfly
I am nervous. Really nervous.
And yet, I still can sense it,
Though it is hard to swallow.
I may act crazy, but it's 'cause I
Believe in you.
My hair has grown longer,
And has been done
In a way that I could imagine.
Not to mention
The hard work I had to put in
Just to fit in my gown,
Flowing like a river
That people of the light
Drink from.
I am that river,
Yet I am still an orchid
That lasts forever.
My name says it,
My head says it,
My heart, hands, my all say it.
You can pluck away my petals,
But I will grow new ones.
You may burn me to dust,
But I will grow again
Like a new seedling.
You can put me in your hair,
And I can only smile.
You can put me on your ads,
And I can only blush.
You can engage me to a monkey,
And I will be committed.
You can do whatever you want,
And I'll give you what you deserve.
I have come to live out life.
My blond friend with the red highlights
Comes, and says to me,
They are waiting for you.
I gulp,
Take a deep breath,
Say a little prayer
[because I believe],
And slowly walk down
The red-embroidered road.
Along the way,
I see children dancing
Like they have nothing to fear.
A couple of adults are necking on a bench,
And some older people chat
While checkmating,
Some even reading the papers
On what love really is.
I frown, because they never understood
True love. I didn't either.
Until my pet monkey appeared.
My friends call him "Sunboy,"
But I call him mine's.
We seemed like carbon copies
Of each other, and we were.
I never understood the big picture.
I never had time.
But after my friend tied her knot
And lost her virginity,
I felt envious, full of guilt.
Sometimes I would destroy
Everything in my room.
The guilt and remorse would
Ravage me like a demon.
I wandered, pondered, laundered,
Only to stumble into a church,
And it was a large one,
A house enlightened ones called
A "cathedral."
I walked inside,
My clothes tattered and torn,
And fell to my knees,
Weeping out loud and bitterly.
I felt sorrow
For the love that I didn't
Have the heart to return.
At that point,
I saw angels coming to my side,
Comforting me as I cried,
And they told me
That I would be blessed,
Pardoned for my overt
Aggression to the agora
I frequented.
I whispered through my tears,
"Thank...you..."
And as I closed my eyes,
Light surrounded me.
I saw myself dressed in white,
Wings sprouting on my back.
I wasn't just fashionable,
I transcended it.
I revolutionized my belief,
Gave new meaning,
A big breath of fresh air.
And then I flew to my lover,
And he gave me an embrace
That I fell into.
And now, as I walk down the hall,
He comes back, dressed in white,
The two of us moving on.
He gave me his ring,
And I gave mine's,
And we kissed
Long and compassionately,
As my younger sister
Dressed in pink and garnished with orchids
Showered the congregation
With sakura petals and grains of rice.
For her, she would be embraced by her lover,
And they would commit
In five years time
Just like me and "Sunboy."
I could feel the holy wind
Blowing through my hair.
Now, we became angels,
Catching each other,
As we fell from heaven
And flew back up again,
Flying in the arms
Of the one who loves all.
Sunboy, my only sweetheart, I love you.
There's no turning back.
Hold me in your arms
Like a mother and child.
I am sorry if I never trusted you,
Or anyone is this world.
I will do anything for you now.
I thought I could be independent,
But I learned that I can be more free
When you are with me.
I can be free. I will be free.
I will never let you go,
I will be there to carry your load,
Dry your tears,
Enhance your happiness
In whatever way possible.
I may be a GAL, but I am not like others,
Those who never have love in their life,
Those who throw away who they really are.
I am someone that wants to be loved, respected,
Sympathized.
Cherished.
We're more than friends, my sweetheart.
I now know, that if you die, I die.
When you laugh I laugh.
You told me one sweet, fine, beautiful morning
In June that your heart would come out of your shirt,
And mine's out of my blouse.
And you know what, baby? It's true. It really is true.
We are drawn to each other.
And there's no one who can separate us.
Not even heaven and earth, devil and angel,
Man, woman or child.
This is our fate, our wind, and our forever.
It's a nice day to start again, honey.
Let's show the world that we are one.
Come, my little samurai, come take my hand,
For I am your little butterfly
As green, black, and blue
Make the colors in the sky.
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End Chapter 26
Whew! I finally finished it. *firecrackers*
Review, and expect a continuation of "T.P.S."
Ja ne, minna~~~!!! *heart*
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Shibuya Poetry
Chapter 26:
Butterfly
I am nervous. Really nervous.
And yet, I still can sense it,
Though it is hard to swallow.
I may act crazy, but it's 'cause I
Believe in you.
My hair has grown longer,
And has been done
In a way that I could imagine.
Not to mention
The hard work I had to put in
Just to fit in my gown,
Flowing like a river
That people of the light
Drink from.
I am that river,
Yet I am still an orchid
That lasts forever.
My name says it,
My head says it,
My heart, hands, my all say it.
You can pluck away my petals,
But I will grow new ones.
You may burn me to dust,
But I will grow again
Like a new seedling.
You can put me in your hair,
And I can only smile.
You can put me on your ads,
And I can only blush.
You can engage me to a monkey,
And I will be committed.
You can do whatever you want,
And I'll give you what you deserve.
I have come to live out life.
My blond friend with the red highlights
Comes, and says to me,
They are waiting for you.
I gulp,
Take a deep breath,
Say a little prayer
[because I believe],
And slowly walk down
The red-embroidered road.
Along the way,
I see children dancing
Like they have nothing to fear.
A couple of adults are necking on a bench,
And some older people chat
While checkmating,
Some even reading the papers
On what love really is.
I frown, because they never understood
True love. I didn't either.
Until my pet monkey appeared.
My friends call him "Sunboy,"
But I call him mine's.
We seemed like carbon copies
Of each other, and we were.
I never understood the big picture.
I never had time.
But after my friend tied her knot
And lost her virginity,
I felt envious, full of guilt.
Sometimes I would destroy
Everything in my room.
The guilt and remorse would
Ravage me like a demon.
I wandered, pondered, laundered,
Only to stumble into a church,
And it was a large one,
A house enlightened ones called
A "cathedral."
I walked inside,
My clothes tattered and torn,
And fell to my knees,
Weeping out loud and bitterly.
I felt sorrow
For the love that I didn't
Have the heart to return.
At that point,
I saw angels coming to my side,
Comforting me as I cried,
And they told me
That I would be blessed,
Pardoned for my overt
Aggression to the agora
I frequented.
I whispered through my tears,
"Thank...you..."
And as I closed my eyes,
Light surrounded me.
I saw myself dressed in white,
Wings sprouting on my back.
I wasn't just fashionable,
I transcended it.
I revolutionized my belief,
Gave new meaning,
A big breath of fresh air.
And then I flew to my lover,
And he gave me an embrace
That I fell into.
And now, as I walk down the hall,
He comes back, dressed in white,
The two of us moving on.
He gave me his ring,
And I gave mine's,
And we kissed
Long and compassionately,
As my younger sister
Dressed in pink and garnished with orchids
Showered the congregation
With sakura petals and grains of rice.
For her, she would be embraced by her lover,
And they would commit
In five years time
Just like me and "Sunboy."
I could feel the holy wind
Blowing through my hair.
Now, we became angels,
Catching each other,
As we fell from heaven
And flew back up again,
Flying in the arms
Of the one who loves all.
Sunboy, my only sweetheart, I love you.
There's no turning back.
Hold me in your arms
Like a mother and child.
I am sorry if I never trusted you,
Or anyone is this world.
I will do anything for you now.
I thought I could be independent,
But I learned that I can be more free
When you are with me.
I can be free. I will be free.
I will never let you go,
I will be there to carry your load,
Dry your tears,
Enhance your happiness
In whatever way possible.
I may be a GAL, but I am not like others,
Those who never have love in their life,
Those who throw away who they really are.
I am someone that wants to be loved, respected,
Sympathized.
Cherished.
We're more than friends, my sweetheart.
I now know, that if you die, I die.
When you laugh I laugh.
You told me one sweet, fine, beautiful morning
In June that your heart would come out of your shirt,
And mine's out of my blouse.
And you know what, baby? It's true. It really is true.
We are drawn to each other.
And there's no one who can separate us.
Not even heaven and earth, devil and angel,
Man, woman or child.
This is our fate, our wind, and our forever.
It's a nice day to start again, honey.
Let's show the world that we are one.
Come, my little samurai, come take my hand,
For I am your little butterfly
As green, black, and blue
Make the colors in the sky.
********
End Chapter 26
Whew! I finally finished it. *firecrackers*
Review, and expect a continuation of "T.P.S."
Ja ne, minna~~~!!! *heart*