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I have seen Maelstroms EternalA Poem by Adam M. SnowI write with flowers of ink, thy love poured out on page, in a slumbering alder away in endless flight; swaying with the stars, so white 'gainst the b.. |
A Very Special PumpkinA Chapter by TraceThe story of a boy and his Jack-O-Lantern |
Amnesia Of LifeA Poem by Alvin Williard Aspuria Aq..Ants inside a box |
For Whom the Hour TollsA Poem by Adam M. SnowFor whom the hour tolls, beyond the smoke and mirrors; the speeding of devoted souls, perching, like a somber crow- on time itself, afraid to go. |
***PLEASE, MY FRIEND IS MISSING***A Poem by Adam M. SnowJacob Medina has been missing since April 17th of 2013, please join our search and help bring him home. |
Welcome to My House, My MindA Poem by Adam M. SnowHow is it that you've come to be within my house, my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul? Make yourself at home, unwind; perhaps even might extol. Do.. |
I see a FlowerA Poem by Adam M. SnowI see a flower, weltering in this midst summer's heat; a tragedy of beauty lost. It goes untold the innocent that once lied, a beauty trampled by man... |
The Tyranny of ManA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe 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 los.. |
The Flowing of Dulcet MelodyA Poem by Adam M. SnowHow sweet it is the swaying of dulcet melody, only a profound sound like wind to the trees. A beginning for what was the end; a music, that does ascen.. |
Be still Beating HeartA Poem by Adam M. SnowBe still my beating heart, your pounding intrudes me. It fills me with pains; I ache with sorrow of thee. |
She wears BlackA Poem by Adam M. SnowShe is dead; the lady in white wears black. Such tragedy- the widow, a childless mother dead to the world. .. |
TranslucentA Poem by Adam M. SnowCan't you see me, a ghost I am to be? A translucent figure without a purpose, fading away like a blood drop to the sea? |
See Beyond the MaskA Poem by That1Nerd23Glancing through the window There was yet to be seen The perpetual wonders In every hidden dream And the reward of a lifetime The melody which .. |
(Teaser) The Wandering ThiefA Story by Adam M. SnowTaken place in 1882; this story follows an orphan child by the name of Johnny, as he tells his story of him stealing to survive, and how he is ridicul.. |
Modern Man's MantraA Poem by kris reedthe lies we tell ourselves (2008) |
the blind artistA Poem by Vria P Crow"Behind the glass..." |
Poem 62. JUST TAKE ME (THERE)A Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)All I know is to love... |