Author's Notes: Yes, I FINALLY got around to posting that Malik poem. I hope it's good enough. enjoy!
*~*~*
Counting the lightning.
Waves of violet, streaking,
Hardly blindening.
Each bolt speaking
For itself.
Yet, what is the meaning of itself?
Myself?
Himself?
Counting the space.
The darkness that envelops me.
Time moves by its own pace,
Beyond matters I can see.
Count the memory.
When I still had a purpose.
That was history;
It was before us.
Counting the worries,
The new and the old.
Counting the stories,
Waiting to be told.
Kicked out of existence.
Fell into a hole.
For what is my presistence?
Just another tarnished soul?
Kicked out of meaning.
Banished of my dreams.
Yet still proceeding,
Fate has its scemes.
Kicked out of my clan.
It isn't me they're following.
They're led by a sinister man.
While the real one's dawdling.
Revealing the past.
Before he took my line.
These days are my last,
Mine alone to pine
Revealing my secrets.
Darkly they unfold.
If you say 'Let's'
Then they'll be told.
A history of pain,
To insanity I've been driven.
Follow me down history lane,
To the time the Rod was given.
A history of fear,
As my family was split.
I thought the end was near,
But instead of a hit,
He used me as a vessel.
A history of hiding.
Undercover in disguise.
It was MY life he was biding!
But I thought being quiet was wise.
The present is waiting.
Is there much time?
Destiny is debating.
Of life and rhyme.
*~*~*
Confusing? Er... it kinda confuses me, too. Sorta. I tried to weave in a little bit of what I learned about Malik's past. This is during the time he was kicked out of his body by his Yami... I didn't find out where he went, but I think it was the Shadow Realm, so that's where it takes place.
This won't update in a while. I'm working on a Ryouji poem, and it's hard to write about people who've only been on the dubbed for around four episodes...
*~*~*
Counting the lightning.
Waves of violet, streaking,
Hardly blindening.
Each bolt speaking
For itself.
Yet, what is the meaning of itself?
Myself?
Himself?
Counting the space.
The darkness that envelops me.
Time moves by its own pace,
Beyond matters I can see.
Count the memory.
When I still had a purpose.
That was history;
It was before us.
Counting the worries,
The new and the old.
Counting the stories,
Waiting to be told.
Kicked out of existence.
Fell into a hole.
For what is my presistence?
Just another tarnished soul?
Kicked out of meaning.
Banished of my dreams.
Yet still proceeding,
Fate has its scemes.
Kicked out of my clan.
It isn't me they're following.
They're led by a sinister man.
While the real one's dawdling.
Revealing the past.
Before he took my line.
These days are my last,
Mine alone to pine
Revealing my secrets.
Darkly they unfold.
If you say 'Let's'
Then they'll be told.
A history of pain,
To insanity I've been driven.
Follow me down history lane,
To the time the Rod was given.
A history of fear,
As my family was split.
I thought the end was near,
But instead of a hit,
He used me as a vessel.
A history of hiding.
Undercover in disguise.
It was MY life he was biding!
But I thought being quiet was wise.
The present is waiting.
Is there much time?
Destiny is debating.
Of life and rhyme.
*~*~*
Confusing? Er... it kinda confuses me, too. Sorta. I tried to weave in a little bit of what I learned about Malik's past. This is during the time he was kicked out of his body by his Yami... I didn't find out where he went, but I think it was the Shadow Realm, so that's where it takes place.
This won't update in a while. I'm working on a Ryouji poem, and it's hard to write about people who've only been on the dubbed for around four episodes...