The Smiling Jinin
watch from the dark for dinner.
Don't turn off the light.
The Smiling Jinin
watch from the dark for dinner.
Don't turn off the light.
Littered with debris,
it smelled rancid and greasy.
A place of horrors.
An undead soldier,
she relentlessly hunted
immortals through time.
#haiku #575prompt No. 272- undead #seriphs7
Looking up. The sky
after the dread battle was
hues of vermilion.
Golden light flowing,
the mantra amplified her.
Outside matched inside.
Behind the barrel,
the little nymph princess sat
hidden from all eyes.
They've become a cult.
Dead set on finding a home.
Uncompromising.
Another milestone.
More of my friends moving on.
What will I do now?