My name is Adam. I was born and raised in a small town in Missouri. Growing up I always enjoyed reading books. I first got into writing after being inspired by my English teacher who also taught a writing class. Over the years I have written mostly about love and heartbreaks but every once in awhile I branch out a little and write on a different subject. I have mostly stuck with a certain style of writing but recently began to branch out on that as well and write some strict form types of poems. I hope you enjoy my work and I look forward to anything you have to say about them. more »
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Adam McKim Poems
A Broken Heart's Song
A broken heart's song, Starts out slow. A confusion of melodies, With easy flow.
A Poet To Be
A poet I claim not to be, For words are never there. In all the years I've tried to write, I have no words to share.
Memories of good times Memories of bad times Memories of our love So many memories
In The Stillness Of The Night
In the stillness of the night, A faint cry for love is heard. Echoing far into the distance, Soaring higher than any bird.
The four walls around me, The bed in which I lay. A lock on my door, Keeps everyone away.
You give me pain you don't know, All you see is just a show. Crying out from deep within, You see the show about to begin.
A Withered Flower
A withered flower you will find, A symbol of your dying love. It had lost all it's beauty, That was sent from above.
A Story Of True Love
Darkness surrounds my light, Sadness fills my heart. The day you came to me, And ripped us both apart.
You Should Have Hated Me
The day we met and got together, The day you changed my life forever. I was locked up alone, you set me free, But I say now, you should have hated me.
Lies (The Mirror Sestet)
Lies from you in the sweetest guise, guise you were, spilling lies. Tears on my pillow with all my fears, fears of drowning in all my tears.
I cry because I love you I cry because I care, I cry because I am here And you are way out there.
A Paradelle Of A Poet (The Paradelle)
Of all the things I need to write Of all the things I need to write To spread my wings and be a poet To spread my wings and be a poet
My Story Of Love And Heartbreak (The Par...
I'll tell you a story about a man, A man whose life is not so grand. A story about love and heartbreaks too, Heartbreaks too painful, sad and blue.
Our First Date (Tri-fall)
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A Broken Heart's Song
A broken heart's song,
Starts out slow.
A confusion of melodies,
With easy flow.
Keys of a piano,
Play a sad tune.
But nothing compared,
To what comes soon.
Strings of violins,
Add to the gloom.
The broken heart's song,
Fills the room.
The hurt settles in.
As a Theremin's cry,
Creeps under the skin.
The pain is too much,
For the broken heart.
As the days go by,
The anger starts.
The beating of drums,
From hitting the wall.
The crash of cymbals,
As you ...