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
Copyright © Uriel Wisdom | Year Posted 2016
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