[Desmond]

I don't know what's going on with that mask. o-o It's... like... a corrupt blaze with a badger mark and a regular blaze and and and...

I just don't even. xD

Username: Neira
Kelpie's Name: Masked Prince of Blood (aka Prince)
Height: 14.3hh
Poem:
I'm lost in a world
that have never been created.
I'm lost in a trance
that has my love related.
I'm lost in memories
that never goes away.
I'm lost in myself
and my body that day.

I lost my blood
to a thirsty blood stealer,
I lost my heart
to a beautiful healer.
I lost my destiny
to a wrong decition,
I lost hope
to love without permission.

I have lost all my pride,
I have nowhere to hide.
I have lost all my fights,
I have no silent nights.
I have lost my family,
I have lost a chance to be free.
I have lost all hope,
I have no safety rope.

I have given up my voice,
to a never turning choice.
I have turned night to day,
to have time to get away.
I have started to search for,
my hope and nothing more.
I have my mind to lead my way,
to find my destiny at day.

I will never say goodbye,
I will never ever lie.
I will come back once more,
To feel my life restore. . .

This poem is about his life, and mabye a bit long, but I hope you also think it fits.

[CanisCedazoensis]

Ohh my goooosh I love him so much <3 I must create poetry overkill!

Username: ｐｏｃｋｅｔ ｗａｔｃｈ
Kelpie's Name: Leirick [[Pronounced lee-rick, or lyric]]
Height: 14.3hh
Poem:
[[An English/Shakespearean sonnet, written from his p.o.v.]]

"Is life an opportunity to love,
Is love promised to those who seek it out,
Or is it just a dream writers write of?
Love leads you in circles, there is no doubt
The more I think the less sure I can be
If the path I travel splits in to two
Will I pick the path that is right for me?
Does a heart that's divided still stay true?
These answers would lie hidden in plain sight
If only they were not hidden by fright.


[[Try and guess what kind of poem this is! c:]]
Loving with a heart tender and soft
Early morning spirit of the forest
Identity kept a mystery.
Rode by the embodiment of dreams
Innocent as a child.
Colored a bloody bay, and a
Kindred spirit to lonely lovers.


A bit of background info to clarify the above.
•I imagine that he's a forest spirit that lives in an enchanted land, and rode by a figure fantasized to be the embodiment of dreams, and they are very close. Each other's company enough so neither of them ever feel alone against the world[Them being friends, of course.]. Both are immortal, undying as long as there are dreams being chased after and ambitions fulfilled. However, a creature known as the Lone wolf, created from humanity's depression, grew jealous of the bond between horse and rider, and cursed Leirick to never find love. He searched, but never found someone to cherish his heart, and never found a heart to cherish in return. The curse drove a wedge between him and his rider, and now he feels alone many times during the days (He's nocturnal c:) but is always comforted by his unchanging companion, although their relationship was never the same after Lone Wolf's curse.
Don't be mad at me because I wrote two poems and a somewhat brief biography please! :c

[G.L'S]

Username: G.L'S
Kelpie's Name: Retribution
Height: 14.3hh
Poem:
Fueled by corruption,
power,
lust,
and greed.
He feeds himself,
and delivers his justice...
He fights for morals
yet seems to have none
for by placing such suffering
on the inflictors
acts like a Robin Hood persona...
His trade is the adaptation,
the change if one's willing to embrace it.
He is welcomong when one does,
but harsh and unrelenting if not.
Therfore when you meet him,
choose wisely.

[Tarra]

Username: Tarra
Kelpie's Name: Belren
Height: 14.3hh
Poem:
(I originally wrote this after seeing the aftermath of an accident at my workplace, but it seems to fit him. It's one of my better pieces.)

I met death on the way home today

I met death on the way home today
When the sun was setting and the sky was gray
He sat, unabashed,
On the darkening hill:
A blue tent,
An ambulance
And traffic cars heeled

on the sloping way up
From bus stop to hill.

The siren was silent,
the passing cars hushed;
the passer-bys harried,
till the silver cab come -

with relatives arrayed
in disbelief, disarray.
Who ran out in fervour
to match up their claim.

Then their crying was heard
From that road to our door:
a siren of voices
a keening, a score

of grieving, of sadness,
an unwanted encore
of bitterness wanton
of bright days no more.

And the passer-bys hurried
unwilling to stay
witness to shadows,
partakers of pain.

But the blue tent sat silent,
On that sloping-up hill
And though wailing surround it
It will forever be still

Bright light unshining
Good days unseen
All dreams forsaken
Death is - always.

And I met him on the way home
today.

[Neira]

Username: Neira
Kelpie's Name: Masked Prince of Blood (aka Prince)
Height: 14.3hh
Poem:
I'm lost in a world
that have never been created.
I'm lost in a trance
that has my love related.
I'm lost in memories
that never goes away.
I'm lost in myself
and my body that day.

I lost my blood
to a thirsty blood stealer,
I lost my heart
to a beautiful healer.
I lost my destiny
to a wrong decition,
I lost hope
to love without permission.

I have lost all my pride,
I have nowhere to hide.
I have lost all my fights,
I have no silent nights.
I have lost my family,
I have lost a chance to be free.
I have lost all hope,
I have no safety rope.

I have given up my voice,
to a never turning choice.
I have turned night to day,
to have time to get away.
I have started to search for,
my hope and nothing more.
I have my mind to lead my way,
to find my destiny at day.

I will never say goodbye,
I will never ever lie.
I will come back once more,
To feel my life restore. . .

This poem is about his life, and mabye a bit long, but I hope you also think it fits.

[Desmond]

Oh, wow, was that difficult. o-o
Sorry it took forever, guys! College has been difficult... and then trying to pick one was even more so. I wish I could clone him a few times for you guys.

In the end, I picked the one that really cut into me the most. <3 It's not perfect - but I can't expect it to be. So congrats!

Username: Neira
Kelpie's Name: Masked Prince of Blood (aka Prince)
Height: 14.3hh
Poem:
I'm lost in a world
that have never been created.
I'm lost in a trance
that has my love related.
I'm lost in memories
that never goes away.
I'm lost in myself
and my body that day.

I lost my blood
to a thirsty blood stealer,
I lost my heart
to a beautiful healer.
I lost my destiny
to a wrong decition,
I lost hope
to love without permission.

I have lost all my pride,
I have nowhere to hide.
I have lost all my fights,
I have no silent nights.
I have lost my family,
I have lost a chance to be free.
I have lost all hope,
I have no safety rope.

I have given up my voice,
to a never turning choice.
I have turned night to day,
to have time to get away.
I have started to search for,
my hope and nothing more.
I have my mind to lead my way,
to find my destiny at day.

I will never say goodbye,
I will never ever lie.
I will come back once more,
To feel my life restore. . .

This poem is about his life, and mabye a bit long, but I hope you also think it fits.

[Neira]

Wow, thank you so very much!
I dunno what to write, I'm just so happy! Thanks again!!