NaPM April 03 2016

[heslopian]

The two-step darkly

Whimper and wallow in your self
pity a life of waste; ready your husk
to tread the floorboards of my house.

Hearten to the evening's call.
No walls of pain beyond
only solace in the arms of your demise.

Draw me near like autumn draws
a winter where no spring follows.
How you lived; how you failed to live.

The abyss cares not for queens or beggars
I only admit entrance to those willing or no
I am only the entrance and exit.

Let us leave like a memory, let us wash us away
you and I, you in your riches and poverty;
you in your youth and age... all of you.

Come or wait; do not wait too long though,
lest i take you like the wind takes a leaf;
without consent.

I haven't read a poem by you in soooo long, this was a breath of fresh air. It's a pretty good poem, too  I love the last two lines, in particular.

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Thanatos

I lay deep within the crevices
of the unknown.
Many know me yet do not.
None have seen me
but cannot erase my image.

Some believe they have the answer.
Others refuse to give me credit.
Few live as if I do not exist.
Fools.

I have seen many faces.
Traveled vast distances.
All in the pursuit
to get what I deserve. Should this be "of what I deserve", as in "the pursuit of..."?
To get my rightful earnings.

I will pluck every fruit.
Steal each bond.
Destroy all earnings.
And replace nothing.

I am the angel.
I am the beast.
I am the savior.
I am death personified.

For someone who only got into poetry recently, you ain't 'alf bad  This is an interesting approach to the danse macabre theme.