Crimson Flame
Crimson Flame
By: Adam M. Snow
Born from a pure amity spark,
feared by all hatred and sorrow,
lighting throughout the dark,
as it grows every morrow.
In the vastness of one's heart,
does it forever burn.
It's been here since the start,
yet with some, with their backs they turn.
Burning through all aspects of life,
yet hidden within by some,
as this flame suffers with strife,
their soul's becomes numb.
Was once for the pure affection,
now suffers darkened demise,
hatred is it's infection,
and all broken hearted cries.
It's not gone, just locked away,
though you may not know it just yet,
the day will come as it lights your way,
and shines brighter with not one regret.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Pandora's Box
Pandora's Box
By: Adam M. Snow
Flames burn with bitter shame,
cursed upon the weak and lame,
The fallen stars, blackened day,
no more lights left to portray.
Tormented worlds of endless morrows,
cries with all devoted sorrows.
A child's punishment of vile maw,
dreams of agony and raw,
scattered upon broken hearts,
and all the hatred soon departs.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Lost and Delirious
Oh my dear pa
some times I get lost like you
For the pure love I never had,
am I special, or the cursed few
I longed that affection till you gone.
Still burn like a flame, who knew
When darkness comes, the deep dark one
Find the flame in sky, and flew
poem by Samima Shah
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Inferno
Inferno
By: Adam M. Snow
The inferno of the pale moon once burns with despair,
hiding in the darkened noon with death in the air.
All children are comatose, the creatures are putrid,
the gallows now ramose with the end of all hatred.
Stars fall from the sky to the earth like all foreboding,
humanity fails to cry with fears of the soon ending.
All is now silent in the vespertine stillness,
no thoughts are violent, earth's now in darkness.
The vastness of one's dreams now gone and forsaken,
yet frozen like the moonlit beams soon to reawaken.
The earth caught fire with all greatness and bleak,
no hope for a last desire as all life grows weak.
Newborn dies, all now look towards defeat,
all's been despised now suffering with inferno heat.
An ominous bank of dark clouds for all to see,
covers all life and now left upon lethe.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Burning
When I look at you
I melt like a candle
You light a fire in me
What am I to do
I just hope I can handle
The heat and the smoke blinding me
This feeling, this fire
This burning desire
Is raging its way through my soul
And if you feel the same
Help me fan the flames
til were burning out of control
Burning to know you
Burning to show you
And Ive felt this way from the start
Burning with passion
I do hope its lasting
And its burning a hole in my heart
You kindle in me
A warm glowing feeling
A spark and a flicker of hope
Its more than a game
And like moths to a flame
Were drawn to its warmth and its glow
These embers of love
Are fueled by the notion
This could be an eternal flame
Consumed by the blaze
I fear its too late
cause this torch that I hold bears your name
Oh, and Im burning to know you
Burning to hold you
Its grown to a flame from a spark
Burning with passion
I do hope its lasting
And its burning a hole in my heart
Oh, Im burning with passion
I do hope its lasting...
Ive had so many dreams fall apart...
And its burning a hole in my heart...
Im burning
Oh, Im burning
Mmmm, Im burning oh, I burning ooh
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sinisterness
Sinisterness
By: Adam M. Snow
Lost in the vastness of our hearts,
do we stray from all living things,
and to all knowledge to whom imparts,
do we find ourselves once again.
To be a child, reborn and new,
and to witness all's bitter despair,
to see the sky once pure and blue,
and the people's bowing heads in prayer.
To be within a dream of reality and fate,
and wander through all endless depths.
To live in a world of dreary hate,
and be broken in frightful aspects.
Do we bind ourselves for one's flaw,
as we seek for a divine abode,
yet we suffer with these wounds of raw,
as we atone for our sins upon the road.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Reflection
Reflection
By: Adam M. Snow
The reflection in this cracked mirror shows only two;
my essence, my soul; it's also true.
My soul is tainted, my essence is numb;
my dreams grew dark, this is what I've become.
My reflection is cracked; I'm out of place;
my heart grows cold, I need your grace.
I'm falling apart; I've lost my way;
what else do you want me to say?
The rippling water's a mist how can that be?
Do I exist to be with thee?
I am cracked and so is my reflection;
these wounds, they show my affection.
Though I am but one in a reflection of two;
trying to find my place anew.
So let my reflection show who I am;
someone who was to be damned.
Let me be but one;
so that I may be done.
My reflections strain drops of blood;
just leave me here in the mud.
My eyes are stained, my touch is cold;
all I need is someone to hold.
My mouth is silent, my love breaks;
my body's bound, my soul aches.
I am but one in the mirror's looking glass;
looking upon my modern pass.
When will my reflection show;
the truth I do not dare to know?
My reflection is cracked; I'm out of place;
my heart grows cold, I need your grace.
I'm falling apart; I've lost my way;
I'm waiting here for the day.
My skin grew pale, did I died?
I'm here in this corner trying to hide.
My sight has gone; it's the break of dawn;
I'm going back to where it spawned.
The mirror's shattered, not my reflection;
from what I've done this is my infection.
I've been risen yet I fall;
I can't give up on all.
My reflection's viewing pains;
showing me bound by these chains.
I'm forced to face myself in this state;
the mirror shows, this is my fate.
My reflection is broken yet it's whole;
I'm out in the world searching for my life's role.
I'm reaching out through the dark;
searching for the owner of this black mark.
Nevermore does my reflection show;
I'm lost with no where to go.
The mirror's lust has felled;
this is where I dwelled.
My tears fall upon reflection;
this is my resurrection.
The cracked mirror now shows one;
could it be that it's now done?
My reflection's anew;
it's also true.
I'm not the same:
I ignite my flame.
The mirror's now whole with no crack in sight;
I'm no longer in the dark, but the light.
I only love; I do not hate;
I know now that this is my fate.
I faced myself in the mirror;
now that I can see, it's all so clearer.
My ways I've change from what I've became;
I'm the only one to blame.
My reflection is cracked no more;
my pain is gone just like before.
My future is nearer;
all ‘cause I looked in the mirror.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.
Keeper Of The Flame
Im the keeper of the flame
My torch of love lights his name
Ask no pity, beg my shame(? )
Im the keeper of the flame
Played with fire and I was burn
Gave a heart but I was spurn
All these time I have yearned
Just to have my love return
Years have passed by
The spark still remains
True love cant die
It smoulders in flame
When the fire is burning off
And the angels call my name
Dying love will leave no doubt
Im the keeper of the flame
Years have passed by
The spark still remains
True love cant die
It smoulders in flame
When the fire is burning out
And the angels call my love
Dying love will leave no doubt
Im the keeper of the flame
song performed by by Nina Simone
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The Sunlight Daughter
The Sunlight Daughter
By: Adam M. Snow
The single spring allotted her expires,
Like the sun at dusk inspires;
And though she knows not a reason,
She awaits the sun by season.
To light her from her darkened days;
To free her from her darkened ways.
How cruel the waking one-eyed sun that stares,
And of this heart it tears.
No longer spins or bends the earth;
No longer treasure, a child's mirth.
But who to say that fortune grieves her,
If time be still, who knows for sure.
To scourge all things of her to yore,
and of her time forevermore.
To elude all things from past to morrow,
And to be the forever sorrow.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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One Candle
A spark flickers
a bright flame glows.
Pushing shadows back
one candle burns.
Within its heart
such strength is born.
Brings the will to persevere
in the darkest hours.
From one burning candle
no matter near or far.
Like a living soul
warm energy flows.
To one who is lost
this tiny radiance
lights a dark path.
It shows the way.
Think of the good
could be done.
Had one the power
of a single burning candle.
06May03
poem by Kurt Hearth
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She Still Calls His Name (1992 Demo Session)
Summer moonlight shines
On a midnight train
Lost in emotion she cries
To the wind and the rain
In silence she feels the breeze
No mercy tonight
The passion and promise has made
Life broken inside
She stills calls his name
She cant get home
She stills calls his name
Broken hearted
Another town rolls by
As a distant rose
And wonderin what she will find
When she gets home
You, theres a part in flame
But a careless heart
Dreams are an open game
Will tear you apart
She stills calls his name
Shes out of control
She stills calls his name
Broken hearted
One love comes of the rest
A bed of roses was a bed of nails
Dont take the blame forever
Just give it time
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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She Still Calls His Name
Summer moonlight shines
On a midnight train
Lost in emotion she cries
To the wind and the rain
In silence she feels the breeze
No mercy tonight
The passion and promise has made
Life broken inside
She stills calls his name
She cant get home
She stills calls his name
Broken hearted
Another town rolls by
As a distant rose
And wonderin what she will find
When she gets home
You, theres a part in flame
But a careless heart
Dreams are an open game
Will tear you apart
She stills calls his name
Shes out of control
She stills calls his name
Broken hearted
One love comes of the rest
A bed of roses was a bed of nails
Dont take the blame forever
Just give it time
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Candle of Love
He was the fire...the fire to my burning candle
When I first recieved him he lit up my life
His flame burned vibrantly, it burned with care, and
it burned forever
Now that fire that once burned for me won't even
spark for me
Maybe its old, maybe I'm not lighting it right..or
maybe his flame is tired of my candle
poem by Octavia Tisdale
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Melancholy of a Romance
Melancholy of a Romance
By: Adam M. Snow
A perfect dream left unsung,
Echoes thoroughly from nature's tongue,
From the lips of blossoming rose,
To all hearts, I suppose.
But it be with me, thoughts of love,
Shining brighter, brighter than a morning dove.
But of lust, a desire for romance,
A feeling not given a chance,
But a feeling shining less, less than a spark,
Goes dimmer, dimmer till all is dark.
There's hope for a broken heart to mend,
Death closes all: but some ere the end.
To be a flower, is profound,
But is there still time to be found?
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Undying Tomorrow
Undying Tomorrow
By: Adam M. Snow
An undying tomorrow;
friends of sorrow;
lay to rest;
on the night of morrow.
Mark of raw;
torments and flaw;
lives on forever;
with silence of maw.
All hearts are broken;
lies are spoken;
the hangman comes;
the gallows oaken.
Death is forsaken;
lives are taken;
no rest for the wicked;
as the reapers awaken.
All eyes are scorn;
the people mourn;
nameless ones are lost;
no child is born.
Souls are caged;
the peoples outraged;
all children died;
the dogwood aged.
An undying tomorrow;
dying of sorrow;
awakens the beast;
of the final morrow.
No need to mend;
nothing left to fend;
all hope is gone;
this is the end.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Inward Burning Fire
It's a dark path now - I don't know where it leads.
I only know you're not on it.
Insufficient light comes from the flame in my heart.
The fire you started.
This flame rages seeking fuel to burn and survive.
Give me some coal dust from your hair.
Just some green driftwood shavings from your eyes.
Your oaken wood hands warming mine - they're so cold now.
Better yet, an answering warmth
from the fire burning in your heart for mine.
Nothing serves to heal a dying flame as that meeting would.
But that's my fire seeking what will not be found on this path.
So, the flame turns inward to die out.
I hide the smoke.
It was always enough for you alone to know of this kindling within.
In the flame's death it must be secret still.
The fire consumes internally,
seeking out each memory hidden away.
Consuming every thought I ever had of you.
No one knows the fire's rage
until it turns to them and touches.
It will burn on inward
until it has devoured every memory, every feeling
with sustenance left in it.
It's a painful death,
but once the fire exists
it can only consume until it dies.
I know this science. I accept.
I accepted long ago.
The fire is so warm when first kindled.
Soon, I hope and fear,
only ash will be left.
The pain will be over.
I know I'll be cold but I'll rest.
As for now, while it's still burning,
I will make one vow.
I will save one tiny ember.
I will try to keep it warm and safe.
Just in case the path turns - and there you are.
And if a spark still remains within you too
this dear and dreaded fire can rise again.
Though more likely I know -
my little ember will serve only to remind me what warmth was
and burn my fingers.
poem by Meli Secret
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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.
The wolves now vent, cry and howl,
as all children now gone on a prowl.
The moon once full now is shattered,
and all dreams are lost and scattered.
On this auspicious of nights,
they lose all their sights.
Now awakened yet asleep,
to the empty skies, they weep.
Cold and alone they stand vivified and afraid,
to their chambers they return to where they laid.
Confused and lost, they remain,
with nothing left for them to explain.
On this auspicious of nights,
darkness surrounds all lights.
The infant now cries,
as the children dies,
the wolves now vent silence,
as the world erupts in violence.
Now hatred ignites,
on this auspicious of nights.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Purity
Purity grows from the heart, of the heart,
Just like the heart it bleeds from pain,
And it is succinct in its appearance,
Lots of love are made from it,
Open fire is tossed onto those in hatred
Of the pure ones, the peaceful presidents
That change their age throughout life,
Who order the children, gaze at no sin,
Fire a person from profession.
Purity is an order from the faithful,
And my heart reaches out for them
For they are pure.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Love and Hatred
Love is not so heavy as hatred,
Love is gentle and soothing,
While hatred is rude and disturbing,
Love is an attribute of God,
While hatred is the quality of devil,
Love makes,
Hatred mars,
Love teaches how to live,
Hatred is tired of life,
Love is soft as gentle rain,
Hatred is hard as drought,
Love is deep like an ocean,
Hatred is shallow without commotion,
Love makes sacrifice,
Hatred escapes sacrifice,
Love is everlasting,
Hatred is transcient,
Love releases fragrance,
While hatred stinks,
Love relies on heart,
Hatred relies on mind,
Love loses,
Hatred gains,
In a nutshell,
Love is life,
Hatred is death,
So let's spread love.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Fire Burns! Fire Burns!
If you like you can enquire
There are rings of fire
There are hearts on fire
There are desert, grass and bush fires
Burning with a red hot rage on a different stage
They burn and mature that one can only admire
O! Fire O! Fire
My heart is on fire
Inside my soul a little flame has transpired
Have my words mis-fired while I speak of fire?
Fire burns like a scorching red-hot sun
And when fire burns its impact is sometimes no fun
Fire burns! Fire burns!
People die, people cry, people sigh
Fire run, run and run
Let's take turns to run before we turn into a bun
When you play with fire your hands will burn
When you lay with fire, heads will surely turn
Fire burns! Fire burns!
A hand pulls a gun and fires
A man goes to work and gets fired
And while I tire, I ask myself am I a liar?
For I speak of the uncontrollable forest fires
That cannot be announced by any town crier
A little spark
A brittle panic attack
A burning flame
A red-hot blaze
In seconds fire can take out an entire space
Fire burns! Fire burns!
And while the fire transpires
I can see the fire in your eyes
A hot passionate desire that flies and flies
And the fire burns and burns
Run, run and run for heads will turn
And the heat will rise like the scorching sun
Fire burns! Fire burns!
I ask silently for a ceasefire
For fire only ignites to inspire more misery
And out of that misery are born some high fliers
Run, run and run for heads will turn
And whatever burns can never be undone
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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