Hiya everyone! I am listening to Evermore, cause that is all I know, and I'm quoting Hilary Duff songs, just because we can-can, and Moulin Rouge has a Lady Marmalade and my copyright quota is filling up as we speak! MWAHAHA, I am hyper, therefore I win! Hyper + Sami EVIL DEEDS! (Eminem shows up) Hey, don't steal my lyrics, bitch! Sami: (starry eyes) Em! Can I do a duet with ya? Please; you are my rapping idol! (Eminem disappears) OMG, he's dead! NOOO! Um, well, this poem is about dreams. Funny; 'Dreams' is also the name of the Evermore album I am listening to. Man, seeing Evermore live in concert a while ago was the BEST! Better than anything else; even the Idol concert! Well, poem time is now!
Disclaimer: I do not own YUUUGGGGGIIIIIIIIOOOOOOHHHHHH! He's the KOG!
I watched the fire burn down houses I had lived in once before
I saw the soldiers slay the people fleeing; breaking in the door
I watched them rape my sister, and take my mother's life
I saw them trap my father before ending it all with a knife
Watching it there on the cliff face, away from the danger
Seeing it all, I wished that I was just a wandering stranger
Instead of part of the village that was being slaughtered like meat
So I wouldn't care about the people that were falling to their feet
Because I was only young, I fled into a different world of pain
Hoping that I was never to see that sort of massacre ever again
Scared to fall down from that mountain top where I was sitting
Scared to open my eyes and see the necks that they were slitting
It wasn't anything any child should have to deal with at that age
To see the blood run down the clothes; what had once before been beige
Little did I know that in years to come I would cause similar things
All just for a little gold; jewels, crowns and glamorous rings
Setting my sights on the horizon, I watched the sun fade down
The night soon to take place; wrapping light in its veiling gown
And now every night as these nightmares consume my mind
Never letting me forget that day; never letting it be left behind
But these nightmares just won't go away; even though I've begged
A reminder of the mirage of screams which I, upon myself, have pegged
Un-sleeping, uncaring, un-relentless; an overbearing torrent; a scream
The lingering remains of the one nightmare that I wish was all a dream.
It's kind of short, but whatever; I like it! Especially the end; I wrote a better ending then I originally set out to do! Wow! Thanks to these reviewers:
Guardian Aeotos –Aw, it was really great? Thankies! I like people when they're hyper, unless they go beyond hyper and act completely stupid, like I did once…(grins) You figured out a tune for Used? Awesome; I wish I could hear it! I'm happy with my tune though. Technically you didn't write a myth if you wrote about Bakura; he was a real person! Well, thanks for reviewing!
Sakina the Fallen Angel –I don't think it's THAT boring; I just never took an interest in the study of languages; when I learnt Spanish at primary school I didn't care for that either, wo de peng you. Characters are a lot more complicated the hieroglyphs! Wo de Han Yu lao shi said that there are around thirty six thousand characters! She only knows nearly a third of that! Hieroglyphs are easier; the alphabet has less than the English one and numbers are easy; they look like little hills. He would say sorry; trust me; I know him personally! Which is how I write poems about him so well! Mail me! Thanks for reviewing!
Stormrose Dewleaf –Yes! It was our English novel for the term! Last term it was The Dreamcatcher by some one or rather…I really like The Outsiders; it being a true story and all! My fave character was Johnny for some reason. He reminded me of Bakura a bit, in some way. Well, you should like Storms; your name is Storm after all! We've been having a lot of storms too! I love them; today during lunch my friends Alex, Trilby, Erin and I all went out in the rain and danced around and splashed each other even though it was freezing and we didn't care! I don't feel the cold; Chelsea, this classmate of mine, reckons it's cause my heart is cold, but I take that as a compliment because it makes me seem like Seto! AURORA, share! Ooh, I love those lines, but I preferred I know you'll all forgive me, in years that will soon pass So why do I still feel like after everything; I've failed? They rocked! Thanks for reviewing!
Dragonwing725 –Life sucks then. Yay, gold fish story! I'll do it when I have time; maybe in a week or two; or during the holidays, which is in like two or three weeks. SOSE is Society and Environment, and I take Chinese because it was either that, or Italian or French. Besides; I've got the smallest language class out of the three; it's easier to work cause there's less noise! THE OUTSIDERS ROCKS! You're the second person to have commented on that! YAY! Thanks for reviewing, wo de peng you! (Chinese for 'My friend')
Casade –I'm very glad that I did a good job on this poem; thanks! Aw, you were grounded? I have never been grounded in my entire life. My dog gets in the way a lot too! Even though he is tiny. Thanks so much for reviewing; you rock!
Paladius –I have to say, even though you flamed me, I'm going to attempt to not be hateful or anything, because normally I don't react to flamers that way. I have not resorted to fan influence at all, because a lot of these poems reflect what Bakura is actually feeling; I have done my research on these things! I know! He went mad inside the Ring; he hated it there, which is what I say in my poems. Like you said; I never directly stated he was sent there as punishment. And any poems I write which pair him with his host, are because I like the pairing; but that is the only example of what you call 'fanism' in my work! By the way, for someone who also seems to regard grammar so highly, you should take note that 'fanism' isn't a real word. You make a big deal about one typo. I've only ever written the word grammar like five times in my life, so excuse me if I get it wrong; everyone is entitled to a typo now and then. There are no character inaccuracies; you have one way of how you perceive Bakura, and I have my way, and my way is what most people who read this fic agree with. There are many things to do with Bakura I have felt to personal or to unexplainable to put into poetry which I'm sure you would agree with, but I'm sorry if this isn't what you call 'good' work. I think you will find the majority of readers disagree with you. Goodbye and good day.
Anonymous –Hi, um, could you leave your name so I know who you are? You are forgiven for being distracted. I am very happy that you liked the poem! Well, he is sorry for everything; it's just he never expresses it on screen. You think he wants the world to know how he feels? He keeps his regrets deep inside his soul. Thanks for reviewing!
Love Sami.