Adam M. Snow

Freshman - 615 Points (5/30/1988 / Phoenix, AZ)

Adam M. Snow Poems

1. Frozen 12/1/2010
2. Remembrance Of A Child 12/1/2010
3. Sinisterness 12/1/2010
4. Crimson Flame 12/1/2010
5. Day Dreamer 12/1/2010
6. Inferno 12/1/2010
7. Redemption 12/1/2010
8. Shallow Eyes 12/1/2010
9. The Star 12/1/2010
10. Beyond Wonderland 12/1/2010
11. God The Father 12/1/2010
12. Ode To A Twilight Sky 12/1/2010
13. Forsaken Me 12/1/2010
14. Pictures 12/1/2010
15. Broken Lullaby 12/1/2010
16. What An Age 12/1/2010
17. Undying Tomorrow 12/1/2010
18. Morning Ember 12/1/2010
19. Born Of Serenity 12/1/2010
20. Virgin Love 12/1/2010
21. Swimming In Time 12/1/2010
22. Black Rose 12/1/2010
23. Endless Dream 12/1/2010
24. Hangman's Gallows 12/1/2010
25. Nightmare 12/1/2010
26. Night Of Dreary 12/1/2010
27. Misery 12/1/2010
28. On The Broken Road 12/1/2010
29. Pandora's Box 12/1/2010
30. Puppet 12/1/2010
31. Rapture 12/1/2010
32. Rippling Waters 12/1/2010
33. The Garden 12/1/2010
34. The Hourglass 12/1/2010
35. The Lighthouse 12/1/2010
36. The Voice 12/1/2010
37. This Is Me 12/1/2010
38. Through The Depths Of Despair 12/1/2010
39. Time And Time Again 12/1/2010
40. Unspoken 12/1/2010
Best Poem of Adam M. Snow

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,
shedding ...

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Auspicious Of Nights

Auspicious of Nights
By: Adam M. Snow

On this auspicious of nights,
the children comes with fear delights,
awaken the infant, the newborn kin,
and open the world of pain within,
followed by all sins and sorrow,
as they wait to die this final morrow.

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