Never considered myself much of a poet, but I thought I'd try my hand at it any way. This is an overview, in feelings and sounds, of Riddick and Kyra's meeting on Crematoria. It is from Kyra's POV. I tried to separate the stanzas, but for some reason document manager wouldn't let me. Oh well. Hope you like it, R&R much appreciated.
Wanna Clink- Clink
Clink- clink, go the chains against his cuffs.
Clank- clank, go the cups against the bars.
Thump- thump, go the hearts against their cages.
Thunk-Thunk, go his fists against their faces.
Never saw it coming, Big Evil's grand return.
Wanna run and slug him,
Wanna run and hug him,
Wanna tell him I got in deep,
Wanna tell him I had to weep.
Instead, I slink aways away.
Ha- ha, goes Guv from his bridge.
Stomp-stomp, go Evil's boots upon the ground.
Tut- tut, goes the voice inside my head.
Shh-shh, I stay still, silent instead.
Never saw it coming, Riddick when he turned.
Wanna make him let me go,
Wanna kick him just right, just so,
Wanna make him hurt as well,
Wanna make him feel my hell.
Instead, I tell him my new name.
Bark- bark, go the damned Hellhounds.
Howl- howl, go the yammering inmates.
Growl- growl, goes something in my ear.
Snarl- snarl, Mad Five senses fresh meat is here.
Never saw it coming, the two animals combined.
Wanna ask him how he does it,
Wanna ask him if he loves it,
Wanna look him in the eye,
Wanna look up and see the sky.
Instead, I'm backed into a corner.
Heh- heh, go the guards as they gather.
Shing- shing, go my blades as they penetrate.
Ah- ahh, goes Evil as he sips from his cup.
Squish- squish, goes the flesh as it's struck.
Never saw it coming, Riddick saving me again.
Wanna hide from him in shame,
Wanna hide, it's him I blame,
Wanna yell and scream and spit,
Wanna yell and bite and hit.
Instead, I tell him how I like to play.
Rumble- rumble, goes his voice inside my brain.
Tap- tap, go my ever light foot falls.
Grate- grate, go his teeth in his frustration.
Crash- crash, goes the lamp he pulls from its foundation.
Never saw it coming, the sincere pain he mirrors.
Wanna tell him what they did,
Wanna show him that scared little kid,
Wanna give him the real, true me,
Want so bad to make him see.
Instead, I cut him down.
"There was no one else around."