My Warrior..

Built like a god..

Tall, dark and handsome..
As strong and as agile as a stallion..
Eyes which piece even the bravest of fighters..
Legs and arms the power never known before..
His face seamed with an immense scar..
Mythical and magical he stands erect..
The unwise and fearful scurry at the sight of him..
No opponent is worthy of his wrath..
With a soul covered with Armour he loves painfully..
Starring patiently over the calm sea..
Watching, waiting in anguish for his queen to surface..
Yes, he is my warrior..
warrior

Battle Of The Souls….

 

The night is dark, as terrifying demons lie in wait

I hold my armor up and prepare for battle 
I put my soul at risk to destroy the monsters running in the shadows
Combat goes on for eternity under the gloomy moon
Limbs are torn and bones are crushed
Eyes glaring like empty holes on their faces
Until daylight comes and they disappear into nothingness like they never where
Leaving only whispers and veils of the war before