Dreaming of My Eternal Humble Abode Beyond this World

Dreaming of My Eternal Humble Abode Beyond this World

A Poem by Adam M. Snow
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I close my eyes and vision a world in its pass, Only I could see of its eternal mass: Of the wind sparkling with gold, As if a story unfold- Of my fantasy coming true, As I smell the morning dew.

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Dreaming of My Eternal Humble Abode Beyond this World

By: Adam M. Snow

 

I close my eyes and vision a world in its pass,

Only I could see of its eternal mass:

Of the wind sparkling with gold,

As if a story unfold-

Of my fantasy coming true,

As I smell the morning dew.

 

I lay here in my ever sleep,

Awake but in dreaming heap.

I am royal; I am but a poor man,

Just living life, this lifeless span.

 

I speak my voice not that of hate,

In this world consumed by fate.

Love and joy rules this realm,

And I still overwhelm.

There's beauty as far as the eyes can see-

This be a place built for me.

© 2011 Adam M. Snow


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I almost feel myself set in the medieval times as I read this because it brings up a problem I usually see in works of that time period (And the way you write it, sounds like it has come out of the mouth of someone in Pride and Prejudice) - Perhaps a rich man who feels as if there's more to life than what everyone years for- money. I don't know if that was the intent you had in mind but I definitely see that here. I love the middle stanza. It's so relateable and real- brilliantly done, Adam.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Great flow and great rhyming, Adam. A beautiful poem, as always.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Very nice, i love the rhyming... really great flow. I enjoyed this.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Awe how nice as it all seemed so peaceful as you at the end find the place built for you. Well done with descriptions and all as a flow of words were made in a short poem. I enjoyed the whole"I speak my voice not that of hate,
In this world consumed by fate.
Love and joy rules this realm,
And I still overwhelm.
There's beauty as far as the eyes can see-
This be a place built for me."
As Ta'Shandra as to me it spoke and in return I speak bravo.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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This was very good. Liked the rhyming and everything!

Posted 12 Years Ago


This was really good Adam.
"I speak my voice not that of hate,
In this world consumed by fate.
Love and joy rules this realm,
And I still overwhelm.
There's beauty as far as the eyes can see-
This be a place built for me."
This was wonderful. Great job.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Adam M. Snow
Adam M. Snow

Phoenix , AZ



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