Raindrops Keep Falling On The Dead

An unusual horror poem.

Raindrops keep falling on the dead
my coffin's too much for my head
bound inside my shrouding tomb
I feel the haunting of doom and gloom
Those raindrops keep falling on the dead
they keep falling on my coffin bed
Now I'm not free
the Reaper's shadowing me.

So I did me some talking to Mr. Death
and he said he won't ease our rotted breath
those raindrops will keep falling on the dead
they'll keep falling on each coffin bed
We will never be set free
bound in the shadows of eternity.

Reviews

[Miss Owl]

Wow, a very dark and spooky poem. Well written with rhyming and all. Very effective horror poem.

[Eric Cox]

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

[Miss Owl]

You're welcome Eric.

[Coyote Song]

Love this. Very spooky. Chilling really. The imagery is very vivid and perfect horror.
This is the perfect Halloween poem and an outstanding horror write.

[Eric Cox]

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

[Coyote Song]

Smiles for you :) my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

This poem makes you shiver and flee from the powerful imagery. I like how you call death:" Mr. Death."Excellent...:)..............

[Eric Cox]

Thank you! Much appreciated.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)....................