Reaper of Souls

Reaper of Souls

As the sand of hours echoes within the tick tock of time,

Shorter and shorter is life as the hooded figure catches up with you,

There is no place to run, no hiding from the one hunting for his prey,

He is on a quest, a mission to collect the rewards that are his.

There is no begging him to leave - he won't - there is no sending him back,

He has come to take you to eternal sleep, to fill his quota - he will not fail,

His icy fingers will feel like the grip of death, cutting through you like a knife,

He is the keeper between the two worlds and he lives inside that darkness.

He will step out of the shadows of hell - he will hunt you down and claim his stakes,

Soon he will drag his bounty back to that wretched place - taking you home to the devil,

There is no stalling, there is no delaying - when it is your time to go - he knows!

He repeats his endless cycle - searching for a fateful guest to reside in the flaming abyss.

Everyone knows him by the black cloak he wears, and the scythe that he carries by his side,

At the brink of darkness, he will welcome you as he takes you to his realm - taking you home,

Father Death - the Grim Reaper - will never leave here empty handed - he will never pass you by,

And should you see death riding on a pale horse, that’s when you know time is up, now pay your dues,

Tonight, as I am shrouded in eerie silence, I will wonder why I shouldn't give in to the reaper of souls?...

3/22/2018

Reviews

[Kay]

I got chills when I read the line "His icy fingers will feel like the grip of death, cutting through you like a knife". Of all the characters, the Grim Reaper seems to be the most inescapable and you portray that really well in this poem. Death is inevitable and looms around the corner of this short life. Each line felt like the chase was happening - nicely done!

[Ghost]

Thank you for such a nice comment... Yeah there are times I feel like he is catching up to me with my depression.. But on my good days I don't give much thought... Again thank you for a nice review

[Fran Marie]

No one escapes the grI'm reaper..those icy fingers are far reaching..sooner or later ..death's calling card.

Chilling write ..
well done

[Ghost]

Thank you for your comment..

[Neville]

Pretty grim, the stuff nightmares are made out of for sure, I'm gonna sleep with one eye open now....N

[Ghost]

Thank you Neville for such a good review... I know I wouldn't want to see that in the night coming for me.. Thanks again

[Neville]

No problem, my pleasure.....N

[Magdelena]

Wow, well written piece here! I actually felt spine tingling chills grip me as your words seeped through my imagination.
Bravo!
Hugs my friend,
Mags xo

[Ghost]

Thank you, it is a great feeling to see such nice reviews I have been getting... And if this poem has reached you like that then my writing in improving. Thank you so much

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

He’s not coming for me For I laugh in the face of death- death comes to those who allow it and entertain the dark side- God is the giver and taker- great imagery and words- 🌹

[Ghost]

Thank you so much.. I do agree that he is a dark side and I am working to put that behind me.