Reaper

I was really pissed when I wrote this. I'm not emo, I just sound that way when I'm pissed.

I’m the bullet tearing through your flesh.

I’m the knife embedded in your chest.

I’m the arrow rushing to greet you.

I’m the ground flying up to meet you.

I’m the poison floating in your soup.

I’m the killer waiting on your stoop.

I’m the creature’s piercing bite.

I’m the thwart of human might.

I’m the bomb beneath the mud.

I’m the virus in your blood.

I’m the caper of the night.

I’m the thief of inner light.

I’m the water in your lungs.

I’m the burning fire of a thousand suns.

I am slow, I am painful.

I am swift, I am careful.

I am grief, I am dread.

I am the murderer of all who lie dead.

I am Death.

Reviews

[Kelly M.]

I didn't like how you changed from I'm to I am so much. It was a little confusing. I did enjoy this piece though. Just a bit of editing would do the trick and you would be good to go.

[Nae Nae]

Deep...but really good.

Nae-Nae...

[octane143]

I like the concept of this poem, your thoughts were well depicted. However, the rhyming scheme, or lack of is confusing. SOme verses rhyme, while others almost do, then most don't at all. With some tweaking it could be a very great poem!

[Philosophile. (Maddy)]

Interesting poem here. Death becomes a violent entity. I did enjoy this as you didn't frill up the concept of death. Unicorns and death don't go together, afterall. I love the concept of poison in your soup!

[Blade & Blood (The ..]

Neat! It would make a great song!

I definitely sensed the angry tone, so you clearly prove your point that no one should be messing with you. All of these descriptions really let out the danger of the narrator. Imagery is simply more than a pleasure to read and understand. Excellent work. I look forward to seeing your abilities in poetry grow further to really see what your style can be all about.

Ironically Yours, Blade and Blood