Death wears white, to remind him of life,
his horse-head scythe, gleaming so bright,
in sunken skull eyes, in most dreaded of night.
When death shook brittle bones, with life's riddle soul
Death made clear, without he, life wouldn't be there.
Life made more clear.
When first life breath spoke.
When first heart woke.
Death was born, and in wait, for only life determines fate.
What ever grim reaps and takes,
I life, can make when I am willed,
you death hold an hourglass, permission to kill.
Before time was tilled, I was first.
To give birth.
You will never understand death, until you walk with his feet for a while.
Death will never understand life, until he's lived a life time
So, when it's your time, and you see that light,
be at peace.
For death wears white
I feel the format is annoying and it was a little long. Anyway I hope you like it.
i don't know... i just don't know what to say. both an alternate take on death, and, yet, i feel i've heard this take before. nice poem, though.
I like the alternative perspective on death, and the consideration that he has no understanding of life, likewise to our limited of understanding of death, we just can't know what we've not truly expirenced.
thank you for analyzing my poem so well, but I have to ask, how long have you been working on your stuff it seems as though you dedicated quite some time to it huh?
This style of art depicted in my gallery began back in the 90's, I was a kid when I started it, but it wasn't until the mid 90's that it became a dedicated style, and it's grown from there since then. Most of what you see of the old stuff was done in the late 90,s into the early millennium. I got back into art around 09, but most of the art from that period was bent by outside influences. So I've come back here to re-establish myself in true form, though I do still have some former high end art worthy of my former style, I'll upload that as I go. But for now the focus is to just do my art my way, just like I use to.
Suits me well I like what ever I see, but not completely of course, just more so on the side of likeable art, keep it up!
I just do what I enjoy and if people enjoy it too that's all the better. But being in your top ten is not bad at all, especially with all the wonderful artist out there, I have a hard time picking favorites at all, but I do have some definite favs. Even if their dead or retired
Oh, this is wonderful! I really love the first stanza.
A beautiful piece indeed! The meaning of every words is deep and the subject you chose is impressive!
Love the title! It ties in so perfectly. You ever read someone's work, and it's so good you hate them a little? Yep.
:c aw don't hate me for meh words, I like your stuff too when i'm not busy lol. i'm not sure if I should smile or frown :c c: but thanks. Have you made anythign new
Another lovely work! The imagery is beautiful and the poem as a whole expresses a facet of a truth that not many see
Indeed, and thank you a lot. I never really thought anyone ever said this fact before. I felt the poem could have been more condensed though it was kinda broken here and there..but hey I don't care I have fun writting. How is your work coming?
Beautiful, and stunning work. I felt as if death were out to get me!
Indeed he might be but thank you for the comment
I noticed that was nice of you thanks!
You're welcome. If you would like to join the guild, then feel free to send a request.
I'm rather busy but if you link me to it I will
joined and as a tip to get more members. It's rare they join on will so just keep inviting and digging in the litiature section, that's how I got 1000 members in my group
Yeah, I've already kind of figured out with the inviting thing. But I really don't care so much about having a crap-ton of members as I do with helping the members get feedback from each other and improve and such. Anyway, thanks all the same.
<3 you're so talented