Disturb Not Their Peace

by PhAnToM PhIrE and TYBA

[poem] Far in the north, on a lonely lake coast, there is a dark cave, and a haunting lost ghost. . . Enter not this dim cove, heed our warning, beware, for no travelers have entered and well have they fared. . .

PP:Another one of my weird little poems. . . this time it's written in a different form without specifying names, but you can still tell who's who. Angsty. Sad. Death. Etc. @_@

Oh, and please, read our bio. I am sick of people mistaking me for Tyba and vice versa.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. If I did, I would have smacked him upside the head a couple times for being so stupid sometimes! @_@

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Disturb Not Their Peace

A Angst poem

By: Phantom Phire

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Far in the north

On a lonely lake coast,

There is dark cave,

And haunting lost ghost.

He patrols the caverns

Of his lone home;

Forever he wanders,

Forever he roams.

This place is dark;

Dusty, despaired;

There stands in the center

A shrine worn in repair;

This solitary place!

Why would a creature live here?

It reeks of deep sorrow,

And smells of nightmarish fear.

Within this dark refugee

The soul of hanyou still lives;

He protects his dead lover;

Disturb him, a fight he shall give;

Form ages and ages

A long time before,

This hanyou and a girl

Made love on this shore;

The girl from a time

He couldn't understand,

Of smoke-seared skies

And inventions grand;

This wrinkle in time

Made both of them whole,

The day that she died

Tore down half of his soul;

It was then, a black demon

From the fiery pits of hell

Took the young girl

And her life he did fell;

The hanyou, her lover,

Was cast farther away,

But he came towering back,

Screaming in rage;

The black demon he slaughtered;

And ran anxiously to her side;

Finding her in death,

Her body he did hide;

In the dark caverns

Of the dank underground

Where no light penetrates;

Nor even a sound,

In the catacombs far down

Her body he laid;

In a tiny stone shrine

That he himself made.

But the poison of blood

From the demon's black hide

Seeped into his heart,

And caused him to die. . .

This lonely young hanyou

Forever his soul will last,

Protecting his maiden,

Reliving his past;

For in this dark grotto

Revenge is his lust;

He'll bring it upon you;

And grind your body into dust.

Enter not this dim cove,

Heed our warning; beware;

For no travelers have entered

And well have they fared;

Forever they rest

Behold, haunting peace

Disturb not this balance

Lest your soul to exist cease. . .

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R & R please. I'm too lazy to write anything else. . .

Sincerely Signed,

Your lord and master (feeling idiotically stupid right now),

~PhAnToM PhIrE