The Reaper

by Something Diabolical   Aug 30, 2011


The Grim Reaper there stood
Dressed all in black
Hiding his bones
In front of the pack

The demons all gathered
With teeth dripping with blood
Daring the Reaper
To take down his hood

The Reaper did laugh
His arm bearing his scythe
Ready for death
The demons, they writhed

Amongst all the killings
A hero arrived
Here to slay death
Just like the Hive

With sword fierce and True
And Shield sturdy and strong
Our hero slays death
Along with the throng

The Grim Reaper is dead
The Gods they all cry
Humanity will live
And never will die

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  • 9 years ago

    by Sarah Day

    Loved it- good always overcomes evil. Life over death

  • 11 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    Ooo, very dark and thrilling. Gives off a very...haunted feel if that makes any sense. Great write. Really nice.

  • 11 years ago

    by zombiepikachu

    I think this isn't as cliche, as it could be, because of the second stanza. I would like to see it more about that. Why do they want to have the reaper take down his hood? What are the motives of all of the "characters" in this poem?
    I'm wondering what the purpose of the capitalized words, "Hive", "True" and "Shield". I'm not complaining about it, I just want to know what is the purpose? I like to understand poems in all of their entirety.
    What do you want to convey with this poem? What feeling? I think you have a good start, and you definitely can write, I just think that there lacks some... Emotion.
    However, beautiful imagery.
    Good job c:
    -z

  • 12 years ago

    by DeviousCharmer

    Dark, and awesome :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Jess

    I Like The Scary Feal To This Poem. Awesomee Work!!!!
    5/5

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