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What are We?A Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat are we? A dream none-the-less or perhaps just maybe, a lost shepherd's sheep? |
Tragic HeartA Poem by Adam M. SnowI wait my days alone, in chambers of dark endure. I hold back my tears alone, until blood shed from my eyes. |
But a FragmentA Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat is this picture, but a fragment of life's shattered dream? Being the lost that I am, |
The Lighthouse KeeperA Poem by Adam M. SnowI wait eternity upon this shore, crying out my heart and soul evermore. I watch thee sail beyond the horizon; |
Writer's BlockA Poem by Adam M. SnowI am lost without inspiration; I cannot think, my thoughts are empty. A sudden expectation of words I cannot see. |
On the Edge of a Suncast SeaA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy lady, awake thee heavenly beams, and lay thee rest upon my dreams. Let it be known thy once tearful sorrow, and let it be known our demise the hour.. |
Mare (translation below)A Poem by 外人 (Gaijin)Been to Copacabana beach, in Rio de janeiro, today and the most beautiful sea I've ever seen inspired me this :) I dedicate this poem to a friend of m.. |
A Teasing StormA Poem by Adam M. SnowI watch from the distance, as the storm covers me; pouring it's dreadful rain as the dust blinds me. I look in awe and disgrace of the thundering clou.. |
MuteA Poem by Adam M. SnowArmed with a tongue, I dare not speak; |
A Love StoryA Poem by Aianarie (INACTIVE)His story, her story, their story, our story. |
A Midnight Summer's RainA Poem by Adam M. SnowRain pounding 'gainst my window; the sound of thunder, wind blow. Flashes of lightning, silhouettes of shadows; a nature’s melody for me to da.. |
Riddle NA Poem by 外人 (Gaijin)Opinions and answers are welcome :) |
Roses WitheredA Poem by Adam M. SnowFall has come, I see roses withered with timely settled of fluttering birds. The golden colors of fallen leaves, upon the grounds and upon the eaves. |
Dancing to BedA Poem by Austin Skye ElsborgSonnet |
Bleeding InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowI lay naked, bleeding ink with pages of forbidden text; but though I'm ill yet cannot blink, you mockery tongue had perplexed. |
DARLING SONNETA Poem by FlawedByDesignDARLING SONNET I wait for time still, my heart on a string, Blink of eye or eternity well spent, 'Tis not a nightingale that I hear sing, But r.. |