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Apparition DespairA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy ghostly apparition doest not be seen, by thy child of my ghostly fiend. |
When True Love DiesA Poem by Adam M. SnowTrue love cries when lovers die; When the stars twinkle upon despair. |
Upon the HourA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy wake draws nearer upon the hour; Call upon, thy upper power. I wait the time for truth be told, When the world itself grows cold. |
A Year of Timely HellA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe hour cries at charming bell Bringing forth a timely hell, With sorrow and madness, and many more; Leaving upon us a deathly score. |
Until I Soar the Horizon Before MeA Poem by Adam M. SnowDo I wake or do I dream. Do I live or do I die. Twinkle now I ponder here As I travel, far and near. |
Solstice NightA Poem by Adam M. SnowOnce upon a solstice night, As she broad a distance sight. Leaving behind her spoken voice As she waits the world by choice. |
Life without a LifeA Poem by Adam M. SnowA feeling expressed without even a word, A word without a voice spoken. A heart without a beating of life, |
Love in BloomA Poem by Adam M. SnowLove, a flower, forever blooms upon our Earth, Its fragrance borne aloft by a couple's birth, Love's petals gently open in the glowing hearts of two.. |
Nocturnal TransgressionsA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy nocturnal transgressions upon the hour; I seek the truth, my lips are sour. I humble again, what is becoming, A nightly whimper my flesh succumb.. |
Night of YoreA Poem by Adam M. SnowSpeak softly so my heart can hear, Of your voice and make it clear. I don't have time to bicker and sing, But o'er thy voice, a bell dost ring. |
The Birth of SpringA Poem by Adam M. SnowA birth of Spring brings flowers bloom, A beauty that reigns from nature's womb; Bringing forth a new day of yore; A beauty that reigns forevermore.. |
The Sunlight DaughterA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe single spring allotted her expires, Like the sun at dusk inspires; And though she knows not a reason, She awaits the sun by season. |
Death of a DreamerA Poem by Adam M. SnowWoe is I that death dost follow. Is I to die by hands of sorrow. |
My Mind is a White CanvasA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe silence mellowed out the loudest noise conceived, And I wonder all that I've deceived. I dreamt all that I could dream up till now; My mind dra.. |
My Soon Forgotten MemoryA Poem by Adam M. SnowMemories gone and left me astray, Alone without a thought, I wish it to stay. It's all I had in this once peaceful time; My memories and dreams, my.. |
Mary's MelodyA Poem by that-little-green-monsterThis is a ballad about a young girl and her mother that abadon her on the side of the street. This poem is fictional. I had to write it for a class as.. |
GamesA Poem by Crazy ClaireThis is a ballad I had to write for English. My teacher said it was incredibly amazing. That made me feel good. |
Weary LadA Poem by Adam M. SnowHe gaze upon himself utterly; not knowing, not knowing. Should he ponder or sunder; but his words not flowing, but his words not flowing. |