Adam M. Snow

Freshman - 726 Points (5/30/1988 / Phoenix, AZ)

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'To deny God is to deny creation, to deny creation is to deny your existence.' –Adam M. Snow

Profession: Poet/writer, Philosopher & Photographer

Adam M. Snow is a popular internet poet/writer, philosopher and photographer known by many. Snow was born May 30th of 1988 in Phoenix, Arizona. He currently lives in El Mirage, a small rural town in the western Arizona. Adam is Shakespeare’s twenty second generation descendant on Shakespeare's mother’s sister’s side; from the blood lines of Margaret Arden and Sir Alexander Webb. When Adam was born, he was lacked of oxygen and almost died. At age 5, Adam was soon diagnosed with ADHD with speech impediment; he was always in and ... more »

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  • '''The writer's mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds.'''
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  • '''Forever is not forever; there's only one eternity.'''
    Adam M. Snow
  • '''An enemy is a friend, who's blind and cannot see the kindness of your heart.'''
    Adam M. Snow
  • '''If we forget the past, then the past do we repeat.'''
    Adam M. Snow
  • '''Poetry is the thoughts of an insane mind.'''
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  • Peter Stavropoulos Peter Stavropoulos (12/18/2013 5:41:00 AM)

    Your poems are very interesting. Often the meaning of the poem takes several readings to determine. Sometimes my initial reaction to one of your poems completely changes after several readings. Worth reading.

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Best Poem of Adam M. Snow

The Day The Jester Died

Twenty one times three, a journey of laughter;
the fool borne clown was he.
Entertaining his majesty - soon after
realize the laughter would soon die with him.
Soon to vanish, he of many voices.
All his jest would soon to end,
all to end by his choices;
a feeling without a friend.
This Jester who proudly gave us laughter,
was dying deep within.
Covering his pain with the joy of laughter.
If it were enough, it would have been,
but it wasn't enough for him.
So this Jester left to wonder,
'Was he truly loved enough? '
Yet he could not see past ...

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