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Hanging from a Blood Soaked TreeA Poem by Adam M. SnowOne morn as under a great tree I lay, Misery held me in its pain-filled sway. I dreamt of a life where I wasn't numb, Sleepwalking my way toward the d.. |
memories of East 99th StreetA Poem bySongs of light fading to shadow. The intrinsic emptiness of all things... |
Dreaming of My Eternal Humble Abode Beyond this Wo..A Poem by Adam M. SnowI 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 fan.. |
They Call Me RebelA Poem by Hannah PaigeThey call me rebel And the cigarette slides between my lips as I tell them to f**k off I am no rebel I am a victim Of a lost rebellion.. |
The WhirlpoolA Poem by ShameemAkhtarI fell in love Once When I was still young And strong I fell in a whirlpool In a whirlpool I fell My heart got distraught My brains went on hol.. |
MasqueradeA Poem by Adam M. SnowHiding our faces, we choose who we are; living the lies, stricken so far. We know not of what is to come- a lowly burn from a shallow numb. |
As the Crows GatheredA Poem by Adam M. SnowSurrounded by bodies of murder the flocking and squawk arose. Score of many rows on girder feast of death drew the crows. |
Imaginary -Prologue-A Chapter by Adam M. SnowImagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo.. |
Imaginary -Chapter 1-A Chapter by Adam M. SnowImagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo.. |
My Lady Who Cries the Night AwayA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy lady who cries the night away dost thou not know another way? Be ye still afraid of thy dream 'Tis varied by the Dream. |
Matthew.A Poem by MattMy thoughts are caught in a haze.Friends don't see it, The parents think its just a phaze.I'm having-a-lil trouble~walking straight.We are drops in a .. |
Milady AmaranthA Poem by Adam M. SnowMilady Amaranth, who hides thy face so dear; such beauty shrouds such mystery- be it only by fear, fear of thy morning glory. But it not be a dream to.. |
The Coming KingA Poem by Adam M. SnowI see a light shone blinded caressed the sky. Thousands have vanished and fear reigns supreme. Millions wander aimlessly, confusion coating the span o.. |
DreamA Poem by Adam M. SnowI dream of her, and then I sever; I dream of her now and forever. Wrung ye not of dreams be seen, Joyous past of hope between. |
domestic bondA Poem by lunarfleshof the household's fresh love, and fading homes. |
Imaginary -Chapter 2-A Chapter by Adam M. SnowImagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo.. |