Note: I based all poems I wrote for the characters on both Manga and Anime facts. You don't have to read both to get what the person is talking about, but if you do happen to get confused, e-mail me and I will explain what I read. Keep in mind that I only know about the Manga through other people so if some things are wrong, please tell me in an e-mail or review. And as for disclaiming, I don't own the characters, but I wrote each and every one of the poems myself. And they aren't funny like you'd think from the characters…sorry. Thank you…
The screams of the audience never ceased as the lights dimmed on the crowd and shined brightly onto the cozy looking stage. A blue haired man slowly walked out onto the stage looking a superb as ever. "Good day boys and girls! Today is a very special day. Do you know why?" Legato asked, smiling eerily.
"Why!" The audience screamed.
"Because today, my dear friends the Gung-Ho Guns are coming in to read their poems they wrote after extensive poetry training." The crowd cheered wildly, some of them calling out names of their favorite member of the crew. "Now some of them wrote their poetry by themselves, but others needed help from the trainer in poetry camp. I hope you give them the same respect you give me. They worked very hard."
Legato then sat down in his chair smiling mischievously. "Now the poems are going to take a few episodes to put together with the time we have. But today's guests are Rai Dei the Blade, with a Haiku, Grey the Nine Lives, which I will have to read for him, but his poem is called, Shattered Butterfly, Midvalley the Hornfreak with, My Serenade, and Monev the Gale with Preparing in the Darkness." The audience once again cheered, this time screaming for one of the four guests that were to appear. "And our first guest is Rai Dei!"
From the "front door" a samurai appeared with a small slip of paper. He waved at the large crowd, now sweating intensely. "Hi…uh…Legato." He said, pulling at the collar of his kimono and clearing his throat.
"Hello Rai Dei. Ladies and gentlemen, in case you didn't know, a Haiku, which is what Rai Dei will be reading, is a poem that doesn't have to rhyme, but has to have three lines, the first and third line both include five syllables and the second line has seven."
Rai Dei nodded, wiping the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his arm.
"Okay Rai Dei, read your poem."
Rai dei coughed, "Uh right…" He took a deep breath before unfolding the small slip of paper and reading aloud.
"Lay in the abyss
Of a complete awareness
Inside of my soul"
Legato clapped formally, smiling as Rai Dei sat back down. "That was wonderful." He then looked at Rai Dei, crossing one leg over the other as he leaned on the left arm of the chair. "So tell me, did it take you long to write this?"
Rai Dei smiled nervously. "Oh hours. You can't write such perfection in a short amount of time. And I admit, I had a little help."
Some of the audience giggled lightly but Rai Dei ignored it. "Well," Legato began, clapping his hands together. "Due to the short amount of time we are given, I must bid you adieu, and now for our next guest, Grey!"
A tall form busted through the scene, revealing the cameras and workers backstage. Legato rubbed his temples in frustration but sighed, welcoming the large man. "Hello Grey the Nine Lives."
The gigantic robot man raised his hand as a greeting, handing Legato a piece of paper.
"Is this your poem?"
Grey shook his head lightly.
"Well let me just read this then."
"I try to hold a butterfly
But it falls to pieces in my hands
Shatters like glass
Cutting my flesh until I bleed
My blood drips onto the floor
Mingling with my tears of pain
As I clench my aching heart
For nothing beautiful can be sifted
Through my rough hands."
Legato rubbed the "tears" in his eyes away, looking up at the bulky cyborg. "That was beautiful. Did you write that yourself?"
Grey shook his head again.
"Well done." Legato clapped loudly. "Bravo, bravo!" He sighed, sitting back down. "Well unfortunately I must say goodbye to you as well, welcoming our next guest, a dear friend of mine, Midvalley the Hornfreak!"
Midvally, instead of using the door, walked through the hole created by Grey, still with his trusty alto saxophone. "Oh Legato, you forgot someone."
Legato sighed in annoyance. "And his trusty saxophone Sylvia."
Midvalley smiled. "Well I might as well get on with reading then."
"Listen to my song
My serenade
My story
No words are spoken
Only sounds
Of sadness
Of joy
All of my emotions
My tears
My laughter
Are expressed through
My song
My story
My serenade"
Legato clapped once again. "Very impressive Midvalley. Did you do that yourself?"
"Yeah. It took me a little while, but I'm happy with it. It didn't rhyme but it doesn't have to it's one of them uh…free poems."
"Free verse." Legato corrected. "Well it looks like we have time for another guest. Maybe we should…Everyone please welcome Monev the Gale."
There was a knock on the door before it opened, revealing the large muscular man, who couldn't fit through the door. So after Midvalley exited the hole in the wall, he entered through it as well. "Hi!" He said roughly, waving at the crowd.
"Hello Monev. It's been a while. But I understand you are reading your poem entitled Preparing in the Darkness. Correct?"
Monev smirked. "Yup. Let's get started." He took out his paper but stopped before reading. "This is about my twenty years in that old cellar…
"Alone in my dark corridor
My flesh begins to sweat
Muscles clench
The darkness envelopes
All hours of day
My soul is black
Like the cellar walls
Yes, the wall that bind me
From the light
From freedom
And this is all I can do
Ready myself
For reality"
Legato clapped again. "Why Monev, I didn't know you had such a sensitive side."
"Neither did I." He said, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"Well coincidentally I guess we can read one more poem. Hmm…who to call on…aha! Caine the Longshot with his poem, Our Similarity."
The dark man walked through the door, not doing anything energetic, only handing the a paper to Legato before sitting down.
"So I guess I will read it then."
"I can see you from a distance
I can kill you from an out post
You'll never know what hit you
Until you fall to your knees
Soaking in your crimson fluid
The disgusting red liquid
That flows through us all
It makes us all the same
For people make us different
For it is the nature of
The disgusting species
Known as human."
"Wow, symbolic. I really like this one. I think that everyone can learn a little from this poem if they were to read it." Legato said. "Thank you for that wonderful piece of literature Caine."
Caine nodded, standing up from the love seat and walking out the door.
"Well there is no time for questions from him. Well time is up anyways. Goodbye boys and girls! On the next episode we will hear from Leonof the Puppet Master with She's Always With Me, Zazie the Beast with Higher Being, E.G. Mine with From Within, and Chapel of the Evergreen with Regret." Legato waved, smiling as the lights cut out.
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Note: See, I told you the poems weren't funny. I actually tried in case you couldn't tell with Grey's poem…but it didn't work I hope you liked the poems I worked hard on them. And my secret to literal writing all my stories out is in the ads. Well c-ya love ya bye!
DPA(Pyro)