Where Your Reaper Stays

Where Your Reaper Stays

A Poem by Kye R H

Your art seeps through my walls,
covering my dreams with void.
Do you see
with what paint you color my mind?
what reaper of souls you send to me at night?

Tend to your garden of manipulation
let stems of fate dry out
but fertilize fruits of my faith
in your deceit

Green gardens grow black eyes

© 2016 Kye R H

Author's Note

Kye R H
dramatic shit I came up with at 2am today, but I'd like to share, regardless of my personal distaste for it; documenting mental state over time is important to me
maybe you'll enjoy it :)

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Your imagery is freaking awesome! Sweet poem ^^

Posted 6 Years Ago

I love it it speaks a lot out nice 100

Posted 6 Years Ago

This could be a badass song. I love the line, "Golden green gardens grow black eyes." I hear Skinny Puppy singing this song. haha. Awesome.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on August 21, 2014
Last Updated on April 28, 2016


Kye R H
Kye R H


Kye R H, 19, they/them I am a student of massage therapy. I love the human body and its amazing capacity for healing when facilitated. A little bio for understanding my pieces and viewpoints: -I.. more..

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