Goddess Shinko's Poem about some people from YuGiOh!
Shinko: I don't own Yugioh or the word poem or any of the words in this thing but my name. All the other words have been created by whoever makes up these words while watching the sunset or otherwise.
Seto: Who asked you?
Shinko: I didn't want you to pop up in this poem type fic because you don't need to be here. This isn't some talk show or even a history lesson (read my history fic with YGO people and you'll understand a little bit.)!!!!!
Seto: Well, I'm still chained to your arm from that thing where we went to summer camp, but it was canceled so we went back in time kind of thing. Will you ever let me go?
Shinko: Not a chance in hell heaven or anywhere else.
Seto: What about your homework?
Shinko: That's why I have an Alakazam. He's the super smart Pokemon! ^__^!!
Seto: You have Pokemon?
Shinko: Yeah, now let me tell the poems here.
"A Dark Soul"
As the time passes I only see
What he lets me...
I want to be free of his wishes
But I can't seem to at all.
His heart is as cold as the wind
That blows when he's still within.
I only wish to see what is before me
But his soul looms inside.
I can't express what is there
Because his presence is
I can't feel what really is mine
For he has taken it away from me.
I'm a slave to the one in my heart,
A slave of a dark soul
Which I cannot escape.
Shinko: That's my first YuGiOh fan poem!!
Seto: I think I know who it is though.
Shinko: No, let them decide who it is while I roll the next poem.
Seto: Okay. Hint to those of you who care: It's not me.
I found something in the path of my adventure in life.
I held it near my heart,
Where all my friends could see
Exactly what I was like from the start.
I made a wish on that very something
That brought me peace inside
To have a true friend that
Would never leave my side.
I kept that wish to myself
Though the pain that I shared
With the spirit of my item...
And it finally came true.
Shinko: I likey. I likey.
Seto: That one's so unoriginal.
Shinko: Oh whatever.
Seto: We all know who it is.
Shinko: I think so too.
Seto: Write one about me.
Shinko: You're so cute,
I love you so much
I just wish you were real
Just so I could touch
Every aspect of you is great
I love you through and through!!
Seto: Oh... yeah... -_-
Shinko: I love you!!!
Seto: That's enough!
Shinko: All right... no more poems for today.