Poems about Music
#music
Poems about music, including a diverse range of different genres. Here you'll find poetry about playing an instrument, listening to music and memories triggered by songs and music.
AguyfromTown
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:15pm
Yesterday 1:15pm
My one true companion
It's been a while since I heard your voice
I'm starting to crave that sound you make
The way you respond to my touch
Always perfect in every way
You always seem to be able to portray my feelings much better than I could alone
And there you are in the corner of the room
Always tempting me to touch
A thing of beauty
When I struggle to find words
You speak for me
And when I feel down
You lift me up
And when your job is done
Its back to the corner where you stay
You will always be part of me
Until my last day
I'm starting to crave that sound you make
The way you respond to my touch
Always perfect in every way
You always seem to be able to portray my feelings much better than I could alone
And there you are in the corner of the room
Always tempting me to touch
A thing of beauty
When I struggle to find words
You speak for me
And when I feel down
You lift me up
And when your job is done
Its back to the corner where you stay
You will always be part of me
Until my last day
#music
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Taurek
Poem Published
10th Jun 2021 2:59am
10th Jun 2021 2:59am
I Shall Pluck Your Head
That grimy New York shit
I’ve done bad things, but I
haven’t done
that
edge play at the studio
you and Phil Collins
I love being able to write, but why
do I have to get this fucked
up to do it?
just got my teeth cleaned for
the first time in 8 years
I thought my gums were
receding, but the doctor
said I’m literally brushing
my teeth away with
aggressive brushing
too much coffee and too
much drinking
when I do Lent every couple
years or so, that...
I’ve done bad things, but I
haven’t done
that
edge play at the studio
you and Phil Collins
I love being able to write, but why
do I have to get this fucked
up to do it?
just got my teeth cleaned for
the first time in 8 years
I thought my gums were
receding, but the doctor
said I’m literally brushing
my teeth away with
aggressive brushing
too much coffee and too
much drinking
when I do Lent every couple
years or so, that...
#BDSM
#rebirth
#music
#addiction
#dirty
41 reads
2 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
9th Jun 2021 6:25am
9th Jun 2021 6:25am
Hypnotizing demons
When a random act of poetry
turns into an amplified anesthesia
where inclined exorcism
permeates skulls drenched
in permaculture of prolonged
justice and prosecution
in rhyme we spat at the world
where creating freedom
was stereotypical
after all
take a good look
I am that voice
of the void
at any given time
you
will
hear
me
this an ode...
turns into an amplified anesthesia
where inclined exorcism
permeates skulls drenched
in permaculture of prolonged
justice and prosecution
in rhyme we spat at the world
where creating freedom
was stereotypical
after all
take a good look
I am that voice
of the void
at any given time
you
will
hear
me
this an ode...
#LGBT
#music
#CallToAction
31 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
7th Jun 2021 11:39pm
7th Jun 2021 11:39pm
Whenever I Look in Your Eyes
Every time I look in your eyes there’s a sensation I get
Ever since that first time we met
When I was instantly smitten by you
And with each verse I’ve written out to the universe
This feeling pours like a loud cloudburst
As the profound emotion seems to flow right through
I can compose you a thousand and one poems and prose
But each one of those will never come close
To bind and define the love that feels so intense
The passion will crescendo in a wave of chorus and chords
Bathing you in a plethora of stanzas and words
Trying to...
Ever since that first time we met
When I was instantly smitten by you
And with each verse I’ve written out to the universe
This feeling pours like a loud cloudburst
As the profound emotion seems to flow right through
I can compose you a thousand and one poems and prose
But each one of those will never come close
To bind and define the love that feels so intense
The passion will crescendo in a wave of chorus and chords
Bathing you in a plethora of stanzas and words
Trying to...
#love
#peace
#music
98 reads
5 Comments
DeeTooCold
Poem Published
7th Jun 2021 00:00am
7th Jun 2021 00:00am
Never End (w/ Just.In)
Verse:
Me and you are connected like centipedes
The love is ripe and sweeter than cherry leaves
I'm hoping what we got is never-ending
How we started is the way that I'm hoping we finish
Naw baby girl this is just the beginning
On days when I'm drained, you help me replenish
We got secrets and faults we never will mention
I like it how you love when I give you the business
I'm comfortable enough to let my guard down
Around you I can let all of the pain go
True love comes once in a lifetime
You're dope, I'm dope baby...
Me and you are connected like centipedes
The love is ripe and sweeter than cherry leaves
I'm hoping what we got is never-ending
How we started is the way that I'm hoping we finish
Naw baby girl this is just the beginning
On days when I'm drained, you help me replenish
We got secrets and faults we never will mention
I like it how you love when I give you the business
I'm comfortable enough to let my guard down
Around you I can let all of the pain go
True love comes once in a lifetime
You're dope, I'm dope baby...
#love
#relationships
#music
33 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 6:55am
6th Jun 2021 6:55am
bird music
a rhymed, mirrored octet
bird
music
to my ear
paints the morning
with orchestral b l i s s.
clarinet a n d f l u t e songs
fill m y s o l i t u d e with glee;
robin, blue jay, mockingbird, thrush
blend new arias with the windrush
for m y d e e p e s t r e v e r i e,
mirth for which my heart longs.
what c o u l d go amiss?
ne'er such thrilling
sweet and clear
r u b r i c
heard.
© Copyright 2021 June 04
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
bird
music
to my ear
paints the morning
with orchestral b l i s s.
clarinet a n d f l u t e songs
fill m y s o l i t u d e with glee;
robin, blue jay, mockingbird, thrush
blend new arias with the windrush
for m y d e e p e s t r e v e r i e,
mirth for which my heart longs.
what c o u l d go amiss?
ne'er such thrilling
sweet and clear
r u b r i c
heard.
© Copyright 2021 June 04
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#birds
#morning
#music #dawn
#music #dawn
28 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
5th Jun 2021 9:27am
5th Jun 2021 9:27am
thr impending
Today is the impending
Christianity appears tepid we do not think of it
as a centre of our life.
I dislike all religions they are fairytales for adults
that demands to be taken seriously.
Ladies decorating the church with flowers while secretly
lusting after the vicar.
We remember Blair and Bush both are Christians
in its name, they invaded Iraq and killed thousands
of perfectly innocent people,
The Christians have for hundreds of years and foisted
their version upon masses who already have a god.
The occupiers of Palestine...
Christianity appears tepid we do not think of it
as a centre of our life.
I dislike all religions they are fairytales for adults
that demands to be taken seriously.
Ladies decorating the church with flowers while secretly
lusting after the vicar.
We remember Blair and Bush both are Christians
in its name, they invaded Iraq and killed thousands
of perfectly innocent people,
The Christians have for hundreds of years and foisted
their version upon masses who already have a god.
The occupiers of Palestine...
#beauty
#politics
#music
#PopCulture
#morality
25 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
1st Jun 2021 11:34am
1st Jun 2021 11:34am
Same sky
I think sometimes I hear Suffolk sleeping,
frogs in Orford catching gnats,
making more froglets by fucking in Bealings,
catching a bus through Butley,
sitting in a coffee shop
listening to Eccos slamming Woodbridge
and Snape Malting cello
and Saturday matinées in Fram',
and sailboat chatter in Waldringfield and Ramsholt -
sometimes I hear you in Budeaux,
stopped at Fleet services for potatoes and a piss,
stopped at Cullompton for petrol,
stopped in Bristol to clear out the flat,
turned up here all unfamiliar to the...
frogs in Orford catching gnats,
making more froglets by fucking in Bealings,
catching a bus through Butley,
sitting in a coffee shop
listening to Eccos slamming Woodbridge
and Snape Malting cello
and Saturday matinées in Fram',
and sailboat chatter in Waldringfield and Ramsholt -
sometimes I hear you in Budeaux,
stopped at Fleet services for potatoes and a piss,
stopped at Cullompton for petrol,
stopped in Bristol to clear out the flat,
turned up here all unfamiliar to the...
#love
#nature
#music
17 reads
0 Comments
Bonbonshaiser
Poem Published
31st May 2021 5:16am
31st May 2021 5:16am
High
I'm up in the sky
Flying high
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
I dont wanna live or die
I just do it to get by
Tell me why
Tell me why
Roll it up
Break it down
Breathe in, breathe out
Are you feeling it now
Are you feeling it now
It ain't wrong and it ain't right
A fire light in the dark of the night
Makes me burn so bright
I dont have to fight
So tell me
Is it wrong or is it right
Roll it up
Break it down
Breathe in, breathe out
Are you feeling it now
Are...
Flying high
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
I dont wanna live or die
I just do it to get by
Tell me why
Tell me why
Roll it up
Break it down
Breathe in, breathe out
Are you feeling it now
Are you feeling it now
It ain't wrong and it ain't right
A fire light in the dark of the night
Makes me burn so bright
I dont have to fight
So tell me
Is it wrong or is it right
Roll it up
Break it down
Breathe in, breathe out
Are you feeling it now
Are...
#music
#drugs
#marijuana
#lyrics
#addiction
52 reads
4 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
30th May 2021 7:18pm
30th May 2021 7:18pm
Blessings
Thank you for the earth and the dirt that holds my feet
Thank you for the love of everyday people
Thank you for the music that never skips a beat
Thank you for the life that starts at the cradle
Thank you for the love of everyday people
Thank you for the music that never skips a beat
Thank you for the life that starts at the cradle
#love
#inspirational
#earth
#spiritual
#music
30 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th May 2021 5:32am
30th May 2021 5:32am
Galician Melody Reborn
Galician Melody Reborn
When the Beowulf and Canterbury Tales
were being written Acoma was built
atop a 400-foot mesa.
But when we serenaded lovers young and old,
leaving moccasin prints on the dust of ages past,
we had already played our duet for countless lifetimes.
My wife was an Indian Gwynevere
and I her Lancelot.
My matriarchal lover kept me
too busy illustrating the megaliths
with petroglyphs to even practice archery
much less...
When the Beowulf and Canterbury Tales
were being written Acoma was built
atop a 400-foot mesa.
But when we serenaded lovers young and old,
leaving moccasin prints on the dust of ages past,
we had already played our duet for countless lifetimes.
My wife was an Indian Gwynevere
and I her Lancelot.
My matriarchal lover kept me
too busy illustrating the megaliths
with petroglyphs to even practice archery
much less...
#rebirth
#music
#lyrics
#memories
#historical
23 reads
6 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
29th May 2021 6:53pm
29th May 2021 6:53pm
music of the stars
Sepia sanctum
a sound is given a sight
outstretching attuned requiem
escape into me
crescent waning
slithering salamander
returning into
splintered string quartet
a vow is given upon the wind
I am composure returning
bronze aging feet
of the dinosaur
tail of a mermaid
her life lengthy hair
sanguine sea afloat
a vow is affirming
through wind
becoming soul
of seat, seat ...
a sound is given a sight
outstretching attuned requiem
escape into me
crescent waning
slithering salamander
returning into
splintered string quartet
a vow is given upon the wind
I am composure returning
bronze aging feet
of the dinosaur
tail of a mermaid
her life lengthy hair
sanguine sea afloat
a vow is affirming
through wind
becoming soul
of seat, seat ...
#universe
#spiritual
#music #art
#music #art
41 reads
12 Comments
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