The Reaper

By vicimineo

In the night he comes to me,
his blinding darkness is all I see.

He reaches out his cold dead hand,
​ as he summons me to stand.

Through thick clouds we do walk,
and slowly he begins to talk.

He tells me of my days gone past,
and of my life that did not last.

Shedding useless tears I implore,
I was not done, please I need more.

With a mocking grin and wicked tongue,
he says my dear, we've just begun...





 

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Copyright 2014 vicimineo
Published on Monday, July 7, 2014.     Filed under: "Poetry"

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  • A former member wrote: very clever never would have thought of it

  • A former member wrote: Wow... Seductive and dark! What a great combination!! :)

  • vicimineo On Friday, July 18, 2014, vicimineo (33)By person wrote:

    I couldn't have said it better...Thank you...

  • blue angel On Sunday, July 13, 2014, blue angel (1183)By person wrote:

    Very nice! The Reaper is very alluring through your words. I like this a lot. The imagery is haunting! :)

  • vicimineo On Monday, July 14, 2014, vicimineo (33)By person wrote:

    Why thank you blue angle...hmmmm alluring huh...I like that ;)

  • vicimineo On Monday, July 14, 2014, vicimineo (33)By person wrote:

    There is something alluring..dark as it may be.. about him. Wouldn't you say?

  • vicimineo On Friday, July 18, 2014, vicimineo (33)By person wrote:

    Mmmm very nice...Scorpio999

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