Death

Death

Out of Breath,

The beast of Seth,

No one beside,

No one is near,

Cold

Bitter,

And old.

The reaper enters.

He is the keeper,

The shepherd,

And I,

I am the Leper,

The dieing,

The dead,

And my last breath,

Is taken by Seth,

Seth, 

The ruler of 

Death.

Author's Note

well before any one asks, "who is Seth?" look up Seth in Egyptian terms.

Reviews

[alesuriko]

Actually... Set (or Seth because it can be spelled in various ways) isn't the god of death. He's the god of the desert, storms, darkness, and chaos. Not death. Anubis or Osiris are considered the Egyptian Gods of death.

But if you look at it despite the inaccuracies... the flow and rhythm is great and I love the imagery with the Reaper and the Leper. Really nice decay.

[KatiePie]

Once again, I find myself agreeing with Devons, this is the weakest of the four, but it is still good and does still have a lot of talent, I just didn't feel much from it. Good write though!
-Cathrine

[Kanattas Atir Enomo]

again, Devon is right. probably the weakest of the four, but still amazing. still loving the detail included and the message behind these. nice work.

[MiidniightSoul]

wow your poem is so intense and powerful. Very good

[Devons]

Though not as meaningful as the others in this collection of universal poems, this one has a profundity of power and finality which truly marks the existence of death almost like hammering nails through a coffin lid. Very succinctly and expertly delivered.

[deeps]

WOW this is powerful and amazing.

[Dakota]

Whether we want to admit it or not we all, deep down somewhere, fear death.

[the_stoic]

cold bitter .. dying all alone .. taken by seth .. short yet so intriguing !