A Sonnet I made for my English class...it's my first and ...yeah I screwed up on it.
xD It probably doesn't make sense, but the overall idea is that he died [he literally exploded...and this really happened, so yep. RIP Fishie].
My Darling Fish
by NatiMarie
The waters cut the steepest of the slopes
And as you glide upon its chipped stones,
A withered mate appeals your mournful mopes
Glancing through the horrid and turbid bones.
Approaching closer, gliding but alas,
Your charming figure brings along distaste.
Your hidden malady shown at your last
Whose purulent facade once neatly faced.
But slowly reaping death for your illness,
And lends to your accruing harmful state.
You then ignite into austere stillness
Into a broken and forbidden crate
For time clears by, but she has much to keep
She incurs your fate, bringing her to sleep