Reaper Poems - Poems about Reaper

I wonder what the sweet kiss of Death would feel like, the reaper taking me in their arms. Would it be peaceful? Would the voices in my mind finally calm down? Would the tears in my eyes dry? Would the abuse I suffered leave my mind permanently or would the hands that stained my childlike...

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The grim reaper eyes glow as the god you pray to. Fear tickles my feet as I sink into his arms. I feel at home. The Scythe sings a song of demise, so now I open my mouth and close my eyes. The imagery has appeared, a dark cloud of saddness is here. My eyes cry black liquid as my...

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My skin has become like sandpaper Blotches showing up everywhere A pimple resides at the end of my nose Some areas have unwanted hair What 's happening to this body of mine Seems it's just about falling apart Ankles are swollen to twice their size Been expelling a whole lot of farts It's referred to as the ageing process Is this what's in store...

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When I saw the Grim Reaper pull out his peeper and pee on the patio, I yelled, "Hey Jack! Can't you use the facilities out back? That's what normal people do, you know. I always said I wasn't afraid of death, till one night, Death tried to rob me of my breath. And as I was gasping for air, he said with a...

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Written By: D. Collins 3/7/25 For the non-believers he’s now here in the flesh. Seriously masquerading as a U.S. President. Civil destruction is what gives him a rise. With a “Hail Hitler” minion standing by his side. Everything he touches creates chaos and death. Earning the title as society’s number one menace.. The Eve of Destruction is the time in which...

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Light Dawning brings mankind smiles, Waiting, Reaoer creeps over miles. Night.......

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With an oar and a long boat Down river goes the deal maker, Ferrying another soul afloat ... For I am their taker ... Black cloak 'round my shoulder Two coins in my bony hand, I bring the younger or older Off to a more distant land Paddling waters, still and gray Done a million times or more, Candle and lantern to light my...

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“Amazing tradition. They throw a great party for you on the one day they know you can’t come.“ Quote by Jeff Goldblum. JOHNNY SPICER In this tomb are the bits and pieces of the butcher Johnny Spicer Got distracted whilst cutting meat and fell into the meat slicer. JAMES.D.BOWLER In this crypt are the flat remains of...

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Dear Breath, will you truly forsake me? Dearest Death, will you be kind to me? My favourite Life, are you satisfied? My quintessential self, do you truly possess this demeanour? Temporary happiness is always godlike bliss, Permanence is a dutiful curse. The more I look for profound beauty, The more I go far away from my salient appetite. Karma never forgives anyone, Building a...

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Fruity red pepper burns with the fire of dragons~ Coming and going...

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Grim reaper forever guaranteed eternal plentiful harvest the following written for no particular rhyme nor reason quite aware the exit (stage door left) allows, enables, to provide every season with a bumper crop of dead souls. many mortals beseechingly lift up their hands in supplication and inquire omnipotent omniscient force and ask why since the dawn of civilization humans dream up...

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This is not the entity that has been touted and written about since the times before tamed fire It is fire, it is malevolent and for that reason it entices me Enveloped in a shroud of rage unrelenting Uncaring in its timid posture, it sits patiently light caressing its curves like a flamenco dancer In the veins of a volcanic structure,...

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We interrupt our program to bring you this imporrr…tant messssssss… White wall… canvas of blood… symmetrical… battered consciousness of time…signals switched? (Aberration) password: “pepper” … red skin of the burdened goddess… breaking the fourth wall… shattering innocence… breath of hunger… awaken… (I…resist) teardrops soften… like rain on a coffin… but her memory… my gift, not mine to give… heterogenesis, external causation… impute… (I re…sist) before the chamber door… revelation of angles… wings unfolding… the golden ratio… in...

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the Lamb with zealous zeal opened the seventh seal a game against the Reaper, duped the scorekeeper...

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Perplexed cross-eyed peeper, encountered grim reaper. Unsnapped devil’s raincoat, castrated cork afloat....

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