Nocturnal Transgressions

Nocturnal Transgressions 

By: Adam M. Snow 

My nocturnal transgressions upon the hour; 

I seek the truth, my lips are sour. 

I humble again, what is becoming, 

A nightly whimper my flesh succumbing. 

Silence becomes the voice of reason; 

Agony follows upon my seasons. 

My feelings of bliss, I do not feel, 

My time alone, these scars don't heal. 

I scourge all things from now to yore, 

To lose myself even more. 

I robbed myself of dignity; 

I succumb malignity. 

I quiver with fear, 

As dawn draws near; 

I humble again what is becoming, 

A nightly whimper, my flesh succumbing. 

Reviews

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Gah! The jolliness just keeps going down. For me, sorry I was so jolly today even with bad news, and after two poems BAM! out the door! Oh well, at least you know the poem took effect :P

[Ripple of Aqua]

So depth and kept knowledge a key. I loved this.

[Jazique]

You know you have the most interesting ttiles to lure in your readers I mean you're not just using common phrases but, putting words together to make something amazing to match your work to why I say Bravo. Really it was amazing the imegry, how it all came alive in a poetic story. Well done ( clapping in the background)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Guided this time, almost like you tired of it, but a succses non the less! x

[?]

Well written and penned..the way you have express this darkness with your words made this poem come alive within me...the reader...well done

[Coyote Poetry]

Nocturnal transgression is a interesting term. I like how you gave the term purpose and strength in this poem. Great description gave life and meaning to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Raven Starhawk]

Again my friend you have penned a wonder for the ages. Your beauty here resides in the way you paint the dark scene with such pose and awe. The details bringing this piece to life are some of the finest in my opinion.