Eyes of gold
Heart tha is cold
No heart
A soul far apart
He has claws of poison
Tortured like a man in prison
A sword of cold
Feard by young and old
Holding no one close
It's what he loves the most
Touched by none
Remaining only one
Who is this man?
He's a demon
One who is heartless
And one you'll always miss
Ok, that was kinda weak for my first poem of Sesshomaru. But you guys will have to live with that. I'm a new writter, and I do like to write all sorts of different things. LATER!