Life is Death

Life is Death

I bring with me a shroud of night,
with my departure comes the light. But one is the other, the other is one, wrong is right and right is wrong.

The sun and moon are as one breath, death is life and life is death.
The abyss from which the humans came, I see the mortals' final flame.

They always fear me, they hate me so,
They curse me when it's time to go.

When the dead know peace; the mortals cry.
The dead know that it's good to die.

All will know my scythe's sharp sting, the lowliest beggar, the mightiest king.
The final sensation, the final sight, the final ending that no creature can fight.
But death is a blessing and life is a curse;
those who prolong it will end up far worse.

When I come to them; wreathed in mist,
we are one and the same; their name on my list.

All of the living will hear my call,
For I am the Reaper; and I come to all.

Wow. A great insight to death's personality. but i think the line "when the dead know peace the mortals cry" should be longer. maybe "when the dead know finally know peace, the mortals always cry". could be good though. just look further at line cylables. capiche?

-Arekkusu

Wow, this is a great piece! I couldn't write something like this if my life depended on it. You have a great rhythm going, and the rhyming doesn't sound forced. There were quite a few lines that made me think, which I love in a poem.
I especially liked this line: "All will know my scythe's sharp sting, the lowliest beggar, the mightiest king."

The problem is, I can't find anything to fix! Maybe my mind has finally been wrung out of all clear thought. Or maybe you're just a great poet. Anyway, sorry I wasn't of much help.

--Anna

wowweee! didn't know you wrote poetry!
(i can tell this is your work though because its so morbid)
But i really like this!
although i do think the line

'All will know my scythe's sharp sting, the lowliest beggar, the mightiest king. The final sensation, the final sight, the final ending that no creature can fight. But death is a blessing and life is a curse; those who prolong it will end up far worse. '

shouldn't be set out the way it is because its just a long long string of words.
set out in a paragraph, it would be more effective
but you should carry on writing scary poetry!
i mean, i hate poetry but i really liked this so please write more morbid poetry!
yay!

damn good boy


well done

really great poem! excelent rhythm and choice of words. I honestly can't find anything that needs changing!
keep writing!

claire x

This was AMAZING >_< I love the way you painted with words. It was so fluent and just plain amazing. The way you made death see life was just really nice. I think this should be published. ^_^ I am sorry I just couldn't give a real decent review.

The sun and moon are as one breath, death is life and life is death.
The abyss from which the humans came, I see the mortals' final flame.

Beautiful.



~BRAVO

This was a fantastic piece of work.

The way you enlightened us on death was very effective.

I really liked these lines:

When the dead know peace; the mortals cry.

The dead know that it's good to die.

All of the living will hear my call,

For I am the Reaper; and I come to all.

Excellent

yeh this was so good! I enjoyed reading that well done.

Such interesting subject. The impression of the Grim Reaper allows the reader to see what it sees when it's time for the person to die. The subject of death is intruqeing. I suggest you keep writing for the sake of writing.