My Family Is An Anbu Black Operative.

A Poetry Presentation that I made. The purpose? For a project grade. Inspiration was received from a fellow friend who informed me to watch an anime called "Naruto: Shippuden."

My Father is the complex fighting style, never knowing what to presume. Not always the best, but regardless it knocks them dead. Relying only on skill, and years’ worth of harnessing power. Never satisfied until true potential is made.

My Mother is the omnipotent sense, always sentient of what is around. Deadly silent on the approach of inquisition. Like a chess master, one step ahead. In this case, defeat is the only option.

Rayne is the flummoxed mask that covers my face, providing aid in stealth for all my endeavors. Hastening my body to not sound the alarm. Forever enveloping in the shadows from which I extend myself. When openly revealed, we’re hidden in plain sight.

Austin is the Katana that I use to massacre my demons. Hostile, piercing the hearts all opposition. Rectifying their hope of my downfall from slim to none. Always eager for confrontation, never hesitant in bloodshed.

Wolfgang is my superior physique, fortifying the temperament through rigorous drill and torture. Years spent on the battlefield, obtaining a collection of scars and broken limbs. Obliterating wave after siege.

Pierce is the parkour capabilities used to travel underneath the night sky. Traversing through the obstacles of my hardships. Accountable when needed.

Elizabeth is my bag of tricks, containing a multitude of escape routes and distractions. And through a cloud of haze, it’s gone. But, if placed in the wrong hands, it could have you enclosed in a world of trouble.

 

Reviews

[V]

A truly interesting and entertaining piece of writing. Your choice of words reads really well.

[NotGoodEnough]

Where do you get all your vocabulary???????? This is phantasmagorical....Yes that is a real word.