Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Author's Note: Okay, let me just say right off the bat that I am not, nor have I ever been, a poet. In fact, I've never particularly cared for poetry as a medium in general—but I happen to be taking a lit course this semester in which we've just finished a rather long (too long, for my taste…) unit on poetry, so lately I've been dabbling in it a bit, just for fun. I like the idea of a complete work requiring only a small number of words… (--grin--)
That being said, here is one of the results of my dabbling…
Unrequited
I would follow him
to the ends of the earth.
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No meager promise binds me
to this odyssey.
At first, perhaps, yes—
but oaths are paper,
easily razed from memory
by a single spark;
and fickle friction
is my faithful friend.
I could have turned
A second face long ago.
But he has changed me—
have I changed him?
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He places she
who was once a corpse
above me in his heart.
He cuts me to the quick
without a blink,
not seeing, not knowing.
But I well know
that my devoted reach
exceeds my modest grasp.
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Do I give up?
Do I let go?
I am too far above, now,
to survive the fall.
I leave myself no choice.
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His gilded eyes see past
and future, far beyond
my lowly bound.
Argent, ivory, ermine
swathe his noble form;
and I, insipid green.
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Nevertheless,
I shall always be by his side.
A/N: Alright, now here's where things get interesting. I would love any feedback you're willing to offer, and I'm especially curious as to whether I pulled off the effect I was going for—in other words, who do you think is the speaker in the poem, who is the subject, and did I make all of this either too vague or blatantly obvious? I can never tell…
Did I mention that this was intended to be humorous…?