You don't need to be ripped apart by time vortex energy to see the end... A quick poem based on the Doctor and his companions. Not meant to be any particular Doctor, so interpret as you wish!
'Yes, soon enough her only reminder of Link would be her rising heartbeat, and his of her would be the sunset, but that was only soon. Right now, light and dark was mixing. They were united in a teardrop of peace, just waiting to see the ocean.' Midna/ Link, because I can't see anything else anymore.
A tribute to all HM Slaves, past till future, and a middle finger to their trainers. Even slavedrivers can be slaves. But the cage isn't always on the outside... Written in the P.O.V. of the HM Slave. May potentially evoke drug-like sensations, but hey, that's poetry for ya.
So you're hanging on to life, and life's shrugging you off. You'll get no love from the one who has it out for you... will you?
The Mushroom Kingdom has had a strong history, struggling against forces from fire-breathing Koopas to malevolent aliens. But what if something outside of history itself raised its hand at this timeline... Mario and co. have to fight for the Kingdom once more, and this time, the whole of creation is at stake...
Words are lovely things. They can inspire emotion in you. You can express yourself with them. You can talk through them. And they can talk through you...
A poem from Midna's P.O.V., which sorta follows on from 'Finding the Light'. Set after their adventure had ended...
...what? Years of plumbing, karting, dancing and false cakes, and you thought the hero of the Mushroom Kingdom didn't have a stalker?
If we're being honest, the Wii's processing power wasn't the greatest of its generation. ...but who said that was its only power?