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AlfredSymon

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  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Demon

    Great work Mr. Demon. What I noticed is the connection of your username with your poem. I think that's a great idea, your avatar by the way rocks in the ...

    Jun 1, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Last Stand

    Wow.... What emotion and collapse. A perfect and slow drama that kept my heart pounding and at the same time sane and focused. Though a bit cut short, I felt ...

    Jun 1, 2011
  • Archive Re: The Never Ending Story 1

    Aramond Swine He never listened. All was a game to him, women, life, money. His life has no restrictions, he lived like he will never die. His philosophy ends now. ...

    Apr 12, 2011
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Do you know her?

    Beautiful... Such suprise and slowness. But I think the poem would end that way. It can give a bii of unsatisfaction at the same time, suspense to your poem.

    Mar 28, 2011
  • Other Poetry Re: The Haikus of The Periodic Table of Elements

    The Haikus of the Periodic Table of Elements By: Alfred Symon New haikus: 16, 32, 43, 59, 63, 90 1. Hydrogen The bubble flew up To the sky without much ...

    Mar 28, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: The Seven Bloodbaths

    The Seven Bloodbaths By: Alfred Symon I At first, she touched my neck Caressed it, slowly Kissed it After a while I found out I’m sired I wanted to be ...

    Mar 28, 2011
  • Lyric Poetry Re: An Ode To Mathematics

    Do you like Math? Well, I love it! And I will do everything to protect its rights. All I can comment to your poem about Math is... I love it! ...

    Mar 20, 2011
  • Lyric Poetry Re: The old man's final moments

    I like your poem, but the theme is what I love. I loved how a man can have his own life in just a day and how breathtaking life can ...

    Mar 20, 2011
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Winter's Connection

    I love your work. The tone of seriousness and a bit loneliness really fits the bitter taste of winter's gale. But I think it may be too long, since you ...

    Mar 20, 2011


Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
— Unknown