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Post by +-Kira-+ on Feb 16, 2010 1:45:49 GMT -8
Kira smirked. "I'll help you out here, can't have all listeners and no readers."
Clearing her throat again, she began, "This one is by William Blake, The Poison Tree:
I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears, Night & morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright. And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole. When the night had veiled the pole; In the morning glad I see, My foe outstretched beneath the tree. "
She looked at Kita. "Your move."
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Post by Yammy Riyalgo on Feb 16, 2010 19:32:04 GMT -8
Yammy pops up out of no where and pulls out a crumbly piece of paper. He clears his voice yet seems a bit nervous....
"How now.... Brown cow...." *bows*
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Post by otakuhime15 on Feb 16, 2010 19:34:40 GMT -8
Hime started laughing loudly at Yammy's poem, but clapped anyway. "Good job! Better than me anyway. I son't even have the guts to get up."
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Post by Yammy Riyalgo on Feb 16, 2010 19:40:37 GMT -8
*laughs* "Thank you, little lady. This poem comes from the depths of my..." *pauses since he doesn't have a heart* "Here." *points to chest or something* "I'm sure you could come up with something if you tried."
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Post by otakuhime15 on Feb 16, 2010 19:45:29 GMT -8
Hime shook her head. "Ah..I have alot of poems...but I don't have any good ones."
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Post by Yammy Riyalgo on Feb 16, 2010 19:46:17 GMT -8
"Well, your poems must be better than the one I just did...." *grins*
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Post by otakuhime15 on Feb 16, 2010 19:51:24 GMT -8
Hime sighed. "Alright." She stood up and pulled out a piece of paper. "I'm better at writing stories but..." She took a deep breath. " The Truth of Anger. Anger. The fall of mankind The fall of one's self What starts out as love and burns into hate It sits and it festers it watches and waits But is it hard to let go? Hard to move on? Why so angry? Reason Forgotten? Or is it worse? You wish for revenge? A pure purpose Or just a lie?"
Hime closed her mouth. "That one was written from...past experiences...adn for someone I know...It was just," She shrugged. "Random."
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Post by Yammy Riyalgo on Feb 16, 2010 19:54:44 GMT -8
*jaw dropped* "Wow! It's like...it spoke to me!" (*refers to his being "wrath" and all*)
*claps hands* "Bravo, Hime! Bravo!"
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Post by otakuhime15 on Feb 16, 2010 19:56:50 GMT -8
Hime blushed a bit. "Thanks. It's a bit dark for me though."
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Post by Yammy Riyalgo on Feb 16, 2010 19:59:56 GMT -8
*nods with approval* Well it's very good. *smiles* I should work on stuff on my own...
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Post by Lelouch Lamperouge on Feb 17, 2010 7:31:33 GMT -8
Lelouch clapped. "That was wonderful Miss Hime. You're not a bad poet at all. That was very good."
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Post by Kita on Feb 17, 2010 10:32:05 GMT -8
Kita clapped for Hime with a bright smile, "Hime, that was very good you got some talent." As Kita was expressing her thoughts a sad look came across her face. She stopped and looked around the room at the ones that had joined her. "I am sorry everyone, but I have to be going." Kita smiled warmly once more saying, "However, I wont leave you with out one last poem." Kita cleared her throat as she stood from her chair closing her book she said.
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm,
*Kita walked from the table toward the exit still resiting as she spoke her last word.*
And the cloud that took the form When the rest of Heaven was blue Of a demon in my view.
Kita smiled at them from over her shoulder one last time and left the room.
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Post by otakuhime15 on Feb 17, 2010 16:52:42 GMT -8
Hime clapped loudly for Kita as she left. "She's got style. I like that."
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Post by Lelouch Lamperouge on Feb 18, 2010 15:06:24 GMT -8
"Well I guess that is one way to leave the room."
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Post by otakuhime15 on Feb 18, 2010 15:19:24 GMT -8
Hime nodded. "I don't think we've even met formally." She smiled at him. "But...is anyone going next?"
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