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This poem is an expression of Zuko's POVs when he loses Katara after a battle with his father in order to save the world. The reason of how this poem came to be is really simple:
1.- I feel that it's a very flexible poem that can be used to describe any moment in a fan fiction where Zuko loses Katara to a fight (which in most cases is with the Fire lord)
2.- I wanted to honor the person who made the very first fanfiction of ATLA that I ever read and which at the same time pulled me to the Zutara side. The story is called Blue and Gold and the author is miss-katara. So miss-katara, if you're reading this, I just wanted to say keep up the good work with your story and billions of kudos to you!
Fire Nation Palace, Fire lord Ozai's Chamber… PICTURE IT! A battle for the world has just taken place between good and evil. But just as the battle is handed to the side of good Zuko turns around sadly to see how his world is slowly being torn away from him... starts around when the battle had just finished (that's where I imagined for this to be Zuko's more poetic version POV)
Katara wake up! Open your eyes and see
We finally beat him, together, you and me
Katara, what's wrong? We should be happy so why don't you say anything to me?
Oh no God this cannot be! Why do you want to take her away from me?
Death be still for this can't be over
I curse to the grey sky as your face starts to get colder and colder
Why did it have to end like this?
Just when we were so happy and our lives so full of bliss
I remember the day of our first kiss, the one you so sneakily stole,
How its intensity made me for the first time feel whole!
I remember the taste your rosy lips, they were so sweet and so tender
And every kiss that came after that, how they came to taste better and better!
Now I only long to see your eyes, pools of icy azure
The ones that anyone, they could easily allure
Death hovers over you now, but against him you must endure
I know you can do it because you're so strong and pure!
No! This isn't the time for you to lie down to rest,
the mere thought of losing you, rips a hole through my chest
Give me a sign that your still here with me
Katara don't leave me I'm begging you please…
Again I hoped that the people that read it liked it especially miss-katara (I mean this thing was somewhat made for you)
I really liked making this poem, because just as I went along making it I could actually imagine better Zuko's loss and the effect the dramatic effect of it.
Well I'm not expecting many reviews for this since not many people that I know of are interested in these type of fan fictions, but I made it anyway because I feel that it gives an insight to many Zutara fan fictions which have a tragic moment in them. Plus it even sounds better when you've heard Dust in the Wind, or at least to me it did. But if anyone does come by to review, please tell me how I do as a poet. I just hope I'm not as bad as my English teacher thinks I am