The Reaper

• Artist: PapaBon3r
• Description: Halloween is coming up and my schools poetry club is tomorrow so I wrote this poem... it isn't as dark as my usual ones but oh well.
• Date: 10/28/2009
• Tags: reaper

Here comes the Reaper
With his shimmering sickle.
Death isn't picky
He's actualy quite fickle.
You could be next
To feel his blades sting.
He is getting it ready,
That dark boney thing.
At the last moment
He dissapears in the dark.
You sit all alone
in the moonlit park.
You live one more day
But wish you were not.
You're part of this poem
And its horrible plot.

Comments

[Orcus Fieres]

Well thought out and that was a wicked plot twist at the end. He lets you live one more day when you were sure you were going to die. Restating that part of the poem won't make the part sound better but it was worth repeating.

[rei_ju52]

awwww its cute and rhyme-ing and everythin~!