TJgamer
A Pokémon Poet
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Instead of the usual rhyming type poetry, I decided to use Haiku style. For those who don't know how Haiku structure works, look it up in Wikipedia. Now this tale is about a beautiful Milotic, who lived in the waters, and a Tyranitar, who lived upon land. During this time, there is a harsh rivalry between the land Pokémon and the water Pokémon. There's more but, I don't want to spoil anything; you'll have to read it yourself to find out.
Once I have completed the story, you'll find out that this reminds you of something familiar.
Until then, enjoy.
Now I'd really appreciate it if you don't claim that this story is too boring.....it's not. There's more, and it'll get much more exciting later on. Believe me, it will.
Once I have completed the story, you'll find out that this reminds you of something familiar.
Until then, enjoy.
Tyranitar and Milotic
Written by: TJgamer
{Chapter 1: Introduction}
Back in an old time,
Pokémon have lived in peace,
Unity and love.
It was beautiful,
Harmonious, calm, special,
Over all, the best.
Yet this cannot last,
For one particular time,
Earth and sea had scorn.
Upon land and sea,
Pokémon had rivalry,
Between eachother.
How did it begin?
I'm afraid I can't explain,
The story is long.
Our true story starts,
With a pretty Milotic,
Who lived in the deep.
She was quite charming,
Her beauty beyond compare,
Her colors blinding.
Her mother was kind,
She cared much for her daughter,
Keeping her happy.
Her father was tough,
Noble-hearted and gallant,
Watchful over her.
Over the long years,
Milotic grew up in peace,
And tranquility.
But peace did not last,
The war between land and sea,
Soon came upon them.
Her father watched her,
Day after day for her sake,
For her own safety.
And in addition,
He forbid her to go up,
Up to the surface.
For earth Pokémon,
Might see her and attack her,
Unmercifully.
But she was discrete,
She wanted to see the sky,
She wanted freedom.
How could she do it?
She did not know what to do,
To have this war end.
Meanwhile, upon land,
There lived a Tyranitar,
Who lived with his dad.
The Tyranitar,
Handsome, strong, and diligent.
Overall: caring.
But he had a dad,
Who was very obnoxious,
Boastful, and burly.
Throughout his lifetime,
His dad told him eerie tales,
About the seashore.
He says there're monsters,
Living within the waters,
Fierce, vicious, savage.
So for all his life,
Tyranitar was afraid,
To go near the sea.
But deep within him,
He had the urge to go see,
What the sea was like.
These two downcast souls,
Tyranitar, Milotic,
Both sought great freedom.
Written by: TJgamer
{Chapter 1: Introduction}
Back in an old time,
Pokémon have lived in peace,
Unity and love.
It was beautiful,
Harmonious, calm, special,
Over all, the best.
Yet this cannot last,
For one particular time,
Earth and sea had scorn.
Upon land and sea,
Pokémon had rivalry,
Between eachother.
How did it begin?
I'm afraid I can't explain,
The story is long.
Our true story starts,
With a pretty Milotic,
Who lived in the deep.
She was quite charming,
Her beauty beyond compare,
Her colors blinding.
Her mother was kind,
She cared much for her daughter,
Keeping her happy.
Her father was tough,
Noble-hearted and gallant,
Watchful over her.
Over the long years,
Milotic grew up in peace,
And tranquility.
But peace did not last,
The war between land and sea,
Soon came upon them.
Her father watched her,
Day after day for her sake,
For her own safety.
And in addition,
He forbid her to go up,
Up to the surface.
For earth Pokémon,
Might see her and attack her,
Unmercifully.
But she was discrete,
She wanted to see the sky,
She wanted freedom.
How could she do it?
She did not know what to do,
To have this war end.
Meanwhile, upon land,
There lived a Tyranitar,
Who lived with his dad.
The Tyranitar,
Handsome, strong, and diligent.
Overall: caring.
But he had a dad,
Who was very obnoxious,
Boastful, and burly.
Throughout his lifetime,
His dad told him eerie tales,
About the seashore.
He says there're monsters,
Living within the waters,
Fierce, vicious, savage.
So for all his life,
Tyranitar was afraid,
To go near the sea.
But deep within him,
He had the urge to go see,
What the sea was like.
These two downcast souls,
Tyranitar, Milotic,
Both sought great freedom.
Now I'd really appreciate it if you don't claim that this story is too boring.....it's not. There's more, and it'll get much more exciting later on. Believe me, it will.
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