Adam Pfaff

(Round Rock, TX, USA)

Untitled - Poem by Adam Pfaff

To a meadow full of flowers, everything means nothing,
Life gets so easy, just rolling down the hills. To a flower in the meadow, I know you just sit there,
And though you do not understand me,
You are much more friendly than the pills. To the sky above, you sit there so serene,
However, I ignore you, know not what you mean. And still the picture is not clear, the pieces I can see,
But the whole is not yet there. To the deer in drinking slow the brook,
At least you know not the pain that I have took. To the future yet to be, I am alive,
And always alive shall be, till the time I cannot see.

Comments about Untitled by Adam Pfaff

  • (4/25/2007 5:14:00 AM)

    that is a very great thinking of yours. you are really blessed with imagination and true use of words. i really enjoyed very much.
    please read my poems at
    i will be very greatful if you comment me
    \thank u keep it up.

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: future, flower, pain, sky, time, life

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  9. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]