On Dathomir, the
Nightsister know the Dark Side
Better than anyone.

Just fog and witches
Tarentum seeks new knowledge
All death is new life

Over a dark world
A dead army waits for us
Our vengeance will fall

Dathomir Passerby,
Glowing red dot in the sky.
The Deathsworn descend.

Sisters in night
might in sundered life to dust
We make life in ash

The Night Sisters how they scream
The have blood on their hands
The look at me with those screaming eyes
The Laugh at me

(The middle one is my "serious" entry. Didn't know if multiple entries were allowed. The other two were funny and I mostly just wanted to share them.)

OK I guess I'll
Try this necromancy thing
How bad could it be?

***

Sometimes I look in
To your eyes. Remembering
When your blood was warm.

***

Supercalifra
gilisticexpeali
docious my haiku.

Sorry wrong text put in this is now the correct text

Changed a slight detail