Hello there, this is my first stab at Teen Titans poetry. Any poetry at all, actually. I'm not usually a poetry person, so don't go to hard on me, but reviews of all kinds are highly appreciated. Enjoy! This poem is dedicated to my best friend, Princess of stars, for encouraging me to post this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, go figure.
Ones Greatest Fear
It's been a tough day
A robber, a mad man
But for once
No sign of Slade.
It's rainy and dreary and it's half past 8
They've been fighting all day, they haven't even ate.
The Titans arrive back at the tour
They're tired and in dire need of a shower.
But Robin, exhausted heads straight to his room
And goes straight to bed.
He falls asleep right away
But he wakes up an hour later
And his head starts to shake.
He's tired but he can't fall back asleep
And so he closes his eyes, and tried to count sheep.
But soon those sheep turn into Starfire's
And he can't go to sleep with his mind constantly on her.
So he puts on his uniform
And goes back outside
And looks and the stars twinkling in the sky.
And suddenly a wind rips through the air!
It knocks him down and ruffles his hair
But the wind soon dies down, and he stands right back up.
And through boredom, he twiddles his thumbs.
An hour later he sees a shadow coming closer.
It's a tall skinny man.
He's coming closer, and closer.
And then so close he can see who it is.
It's Slade, of course, it always is.
But he left his utility belt back in his room
He hasn't a weapon, not even a broom.
It's hand to hand combat.
It's one on one
And for Robin the fun's just begun.
You see, he never gives up a chance to beat Slade.
How he wants to punch in his face.
Slade, to him, is his source of all evil
The nightmare that keeps him up at night
And so it's begun.
Robin starts the fight.
And he hits Slade so hard that it even hurts himself
He draws his fist back
But Slade isn't hurt at all.
Slade says "Robin, always playing the good one, the protector of all. The week and the strong, the big and the small"
But it's not sincere and Robin throws and punch
So hard, that it nearly causes Slade to loose his lunch
And after another five sweeping kicks Slade is on the ground and Robin's had his fix.
Slade has captured his friends
And tortured them and himself to no ends
He's pillaged the town
And the Robin finds
That his curiosity of who Slade is still abounds.
"Who are you?" Robin asked to the unconscious man
and he pulls back Slade's mask
and lets out a gasp
and realizes the man under the mask is no one other then himself.
Sweating, and screaming he jolts out of bed
His greatest fear has come true
But he looks around
And lets out a scream
Only to find that
It was only a dream.
So, what did you think?