EliteF
09-21-2006, 05:45 PM
hey im new here can I get some feedback on one of my verses
The reapers eyes, stare upon a man as he sleeps outside,
Feeling the cold weather that the streets provide,
Tears filling his eyes as he weeps and cries,
Death is on his mind, the reaper creeps beside,
He can’t retreat and hide, because he’s old and scared,
He resents the rich man upon a golden chair,
Who buys all the nice things but can’t afford to spare,
a few dollars for a man heading toward despair,
who breathes the coldest air, and his nights are few,
but he won’t give up hope and he still fights it through,
but he can’t do the things he used to like to do,
so he sits and wonders what had sent his life askew,
he bids his life adieu, and takes a dying breath,
he knows there’s no chance of him defying death,
but now he’s crying less, ‘cause he accepts defeat,
the reaper takes his life, now he can rest in peace
The reapers eyes, stare upon a man as he sleeps outside,
Feeling the cold weather that the streets provide,
Tears filling his eyes as he weeps and cries,
Death is on his mind, the reaper creeps beside,
He can’t retreat and hide, because he’s old and scared,
He resents the rich man upon a golden chair,
Who buys all the nice things but can’t afford to spare,
a few dollars for a man heading toward despair,
who breathes the coldest air, and his nights are few,
but he won’t give up hope and he still fights it through,
but he can’t do the things he used to like to do,
so he sits and wonders what had sent his life askew,
he bids his life adieu, and takes a dying breath,
he knows there’s no chance of him defying death,
but now he’s crying less, ‘cause he accepts defeat,
the reaper takes his life, now he can rest in peace