Adam M. Snow
'To deny God is to deny creation, to deny creation is to deny your existence.' –Adam M. Snow
Profession: Poet/writer, Philosopher, Photographer & Movie critic
Adam M. Snow is a popular internet poet/writer, philosopher, photographer and a movie critic known by many. Snow was born May 30th of 1988 in Phoenix, Arizona. He currently lives in El Mirage, a small rural town in the western Arizona. Adam is Shakespeare’s twenty second generation descendant on Shakespeare's mother’s sister’s side; from the blood lines of Margaret Arden and Sir Alexander Webb. When Adam was born, he was lacked of oxygen and almost died. At age 5, Adam was soon diagnosed with ADHD with speech ... more »
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Adam M. Snow Poems
A Dying Rose
A Dying Rose By: Adam M. Snow Helplessly I wait upon the hour, drawing closely;
A Bridge that Binds
A Bridge that Binds By: Adam M. Snow A bridge that binds two hearts to one,
I wonder, I wonder if this life is life at all; if it's a dream, then I may fall. The feelings I embrace may be false;
The Life Of A Rose
We live to die, like a rose shown beauty; so frail
Under the Innocent Sky
Under the innocent sky, ever serene and fair. Beauty is the stars on high, taking away our despair.
In a sea of words, where writers drown. Lost in their world's insanity; their own
Be Still Beating Heart
your pounding intrudes me. It fills me with pains; I ache with sorrow of thee. You tell me to love,
The Tyranny of Man
The infanticide of man, who are we to decide the lives of infants whom not born yet to see the greed of man? Who are we to challenge life, yet to lose life itself?
I shall take up my sword, cutting out my heart;
Little child, weary wanderer, leaving home to go forth yonder. Sat alone beneath oak tree, to sleep away his misery.
A Soldier's Prayer
This poem is written for our soldiers over seas. May God be with them all. A Soldier's Prayer By: Adam M. Snow
I am who I am
I will not change, this is who I am. You can mock me, I will not give in.
A Blood Moon Night
Tonight I watched in awe, the moon once pure and white. Obeying the nighttime law; lighting the sky so bright.
A Visitor in the Morning Fog
Oh, what a stage this morning break; on waking to a misty light. My heart is weak, I feel it ache upon this morning sight.
Quotationsmore quotations »
'''The writer's mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds.'''Adam M. Snow
'''Forever is not forever; there's only one eternity.'''Adam M. Snow
'''An enemy is a friend, who's blind and cannot see the kindness of your heart.'''Adam M. Snow
'''If we forget the past, then the past do we repeat.'''Adam M. Snow
'''Poetry is the thoughts of an insane mind.'''Adam M. Snow
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A Dying Rose
A Dying Rose
By: Adam M. Snow
Helplessly I wait upon the hour, drawing closely;
I, myself ponder tremendously.
Do my eyes deceive what once was a rose?
And by that, does it be a rose no longer?
I speak to be heard once more,
and once more to be heard by that rose.
But I cannot see that of the beauty of her face,
yet her eyes glances swiftly beyond my essence.
Could it be? Oh could it be,
that my essence is enough to guide thee?
I am but one in groups of many,
she sees not I but one in twenty.
She is that of a dying rose,