Haiku

Haiku Date: Sun, Jan 17 2016 at 4:04 PM An Sword drenched in Blood In the Air flying doves From the sword Fire Rose Garment Robe of Gold with Garnet Stones One Man in the Field against Many Death in the Air you can feel it's Energy But i feel the Angels with Me Holding the Woman I love Against Me By the Sword to her Neck Fire Rises in his Chest It's a Fight to the Death But this the Lions Quest My Sword they will Respect In this War I hold no Regrets War wounds Opened in his Flesh This Love Armageddon He wears on his chest her Necklace Arms stretching releasing The Aggression God looking down under the Heavens Holding the Seal with their Deathwish Alot of Zeal from the Stresses Ill Will is the Swords Fetish Head spinning with a thousand Confessions Heart Grinning it's one of his elements Breathing in the Defensive Mechanism Builidng up off it's Essence Sun shining on my Melanin I send a Dove with the Scripted Message They like to play with a Man's Heart His Heart pure but his Eyes Dark they just Enlightened his Spark No Alliance could ever Start Prayed for Strength before the March I can feel Tears raining on her Face I need Rain before the Battle Breaks So I lift my Hands up to God This Sword Evens all the Odds No yielding with the Shield in my other hand He's the last Man that will Stand Momentum Building This not Vengeance this Devotion Blood Boiling An fingers Twitching Sword Crying for it's Wishes The Only ones dying is the Villains Sword in my hand Twisting