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.
S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:32pm
Yesterday 12:32pm
Music helps me write
Music is the antidote
To lifes poison
A symphony of sound
Drowning out
The world around
A cascade of emotion
Filters through to my pen
Like a gateway To my soul
Thought becomes rythmik
As I write to the music
An orchestra of inspiration
Must get it down before I lose it
Guitar strings pluck desires
Similes transpire
Musical notes appear
Becoming Metaphorical wires
Sound waves vibration
Ink filled dedication
Creating a sensation
Lyrical alliteration
...
To lifes poison
A symphony of sound
Drowning out
The world around
A cascade of emotion
Filters through to my pen
Like a gateway To my soul
Thought becomes rythmik
As I write to the music
An orchestra of inspiration
Must get it down before I lose it
Guitar strings pluck desires
Similes transpire
Musical notes appear
Becoming Metaphorical wires
Sound waves vibration
Ink filled dedication
Creating a sensation
Lyrical alliteration
...
#music
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #passion
#WritingPoetry #passion
32 reads
5 Comments
S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 11:00am
29th Jun 2022 11:00am
Thinking ahead
I am writing a first draft
And simply reminding Myself
that I am collecting lyrics
So later
I can make
Music... .
And simply reminding Myself
that I am collecting lyrics
So later
I can make
Music... .
#music
#lyrics
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#art
40 reads
10 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Jun 2022 5:15am
28th Jun 2022 5:15am
Listening to Roy
Never quite got what made the girls collapse
at One Direction’s curls and croons, but when
Roy Orbison belts out of my headphones,
a loosening takes over me and I
am weeping steadily behind my sunglasses.
What wakes in Bethlehem tonight, so warm
and soothing like a thaw it makes the hard
exteriors cry openly on stone
and sand? I am not meant for love, I thought,
until the switchblade of that voice
unpicked my heart from its moorings.
I think that I could love a guy like him,
so shorn of sarcasm he flies.
at One Direction’s curls and croons, but when
Roy Orbison belts out of my headphones,
a loosening takes over me and I
am weeping steadily behind my sunglasses.
What wakes in Bethlehem tonight, so warm
and soothing like a thaw it makes the hard
exteriors cry openly on stone
and sand? I am not meant for love, I thought,
until the switchblade of that voice
unpicked my heart from its moorings.
I think that I could love a guy like him,
so shorn of sarcasm he flies.
#music
45 reads
3 Comments
paperstains
Poem Published
25th Jun 2022 6:20am
25th Jun 2022 6:20am
Sonic Seduction
Help me understand
how you make that sound
the wail that pierces the air
and causes my body to shudder
way down deep
The way your fingers glide
over those six strings
makes me weep
slow trickles
along my inner thighs
and all I want
right now
is to find out
if you can tease me
into hitting that note
and ease the ache
you're creating
with that slide
and your guitar
how you make that sound
the wail that pierces the air
and causes my body to shudder
way down deep
The way your fingers glide
over those six strings
makes me weep
slow trickles
along my inner thighs
and all I want
right now
is to find out
if you can tease me
into hitting that note
and ease the ache
you're creating
with that slide
and your guitar
#lust
#erotic
#music
92 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
24th Jun 2022 4:11pm
24th Jun 2022 4:11pm
A Dream Date
She's heaven's amber midnight eye
Beneath the meridian stars
Wherefrom she tends to edify
All of the things she passes by,
Like gardens with full reservoirs
Where baby bats learn how to fly.
She doesn't even need to try
So splendid are her repertoires
With all the things she'll beautify,
Or effortlessly glorify...
Like bold Parisian cafe noirs
Where chefs are on a cuisine high,
With potatoes only French can fry,
And slice with Moorish scimitars
To aromatically occupy
The debonair Parisian sky
Above some saucy...
Beneath the meridian stars
Wherefrom she tends to edify
All of the things she passes by,
Like gardens with full reservoirs
Where baby bats learn how to fly.
She doesn't even need to try
So splendid are her repertoires
With all the things she'll beautify,
Or effortlessly glorify...
Like bold Parisian cafe noirs
Where chefs are on a cuisine high,
With potatoes only French can fry,
And slice with Moorish scimitars
To aromatically occupy
The debonair Parisian sky
Above some saucy...
#moon
#stars
#music
#art
#passion
26 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2022 3:14am
23rd Jun 2022 3:14am
Of Hot Summer Nights
Of Hot Summer Nights
#summer
#music
#art
52 reads
1 Comment
S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 3:03pm
21st Jun 2022 3:03pm
Soul food
Vibrating murmurs rythmik
Protrude,
Connecting jazz music and heart,
Creating...
soul food....
Protrude,
Connecting jazz music and heart,
Creating...
soul food....
#spiritual
#music
41 reads
4 Comments
paperstains
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 1:20pm
21st Jun 2022 1:20pm
'Cause There's This Tune I Found
I still have them
tucked away
long unlistened
playlists from the nights
we conversed in song
rhythms
and lyrics
when our own words
seemed to stumble
two tongue-tied poets
we shed tears
we shed clothes
shared nostalgia
and wicked grins
you always knew which tunes
would make my hips move
that way
Some of those songs
still stream through my speakers
random from some app
or the old-fashioned radio
and transport me
back in time to you
...
tucked away
long unlistened
playlists from the nights
we conversed in song
rhythms
and lyrics
when our own words
seemed to stumble
two tongue-tied poets
we shed tears
we shed clothes
shared nostalgia
and wicked grins
you always knew which tunes
would make my hips move
that way
Some of those songs
still stream through my speakers
random from some app
or the old-fashioned radio
and transport me
back in time to you
...
#love
#music
#IMissYou
102 reads
8 Comments
abraxas93
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 7:21am
21st Jun 2022 7:21am
Those Songs That Pick You Apart
the frequencies crawl along the walls
jumping through the folds of those
monastic blue curtains
spread about like shrapnel
the melodies mix with the golden lines on the wall like arrows they tear through my stomach the droning bass cracks my bones and cooks up my marrow
every note clings to me digging into my skin
infecting my blood
the harmonies stick to my skull like glue
the vibrato air fills my lungs the asthmatic words sink into my areola as I gasp for breath
music will always consume me
jumping through the folds of those
monastic blue curtains
spread about like shrapnel
the melodies mix with the golden lines on the wall like arrows they tear through my stomach the droning bass cracks my bones and cooks up my marrow
every note clings to me digging into my skin
infecting my blood
the harmonies stick to my skull like glue
the vibrato air fills my lungs the asthmatic words sink into my areola as I gasp for breath
music will always consume me
#dark
#music
36 reads
1 Comment
Sandals
Poem Published
17th Jun 2022 4:29pm
17th Jun 2022 4:29pm
Winter Blanco III
She can never luv
She is so special to me
Ah womanly ah
Light in our eyes
And never dented to me
Sweet kind caring yes fresh
Winter luv me too
But will not tell me the her
I use to dream of
She is so special to me
Ah womanly ah
Light in our eyes
And never dented to me
Sweet kind caring yes fresh
Winter luv me too
But will not tell me the her
I use to dream of
#music
#lyrics
#TimeHeals
#rap
#ForbiddenLove
78 reads
0 Comments
S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
16th Jun 2022 8:51am
16th Jun 2022 8:51am
Life's music
Life is a lot like a piano,
The white keys play happiness
The black keys play sad.
Then Further down the line,
When you look back,
And you realise
They both made music......
The white keys play happiness
The black keys play sad.
Then Further down the line,
When you look back,
And you realise
They both made music......
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#inspirational
#music
#TimeHeals
89 reads
7 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 2:15am
14th Jun 2022 2:15am
today sang a kind aria to my smile
By noon
My heart refilled
Resumed a song
Somehow my morning knew
It would be a good one
You know the why
& I know the who
is you
Tomorrow
the music will be all yours
My heart refilled
Resumed a song
Somehow my morning knew
It would be a good one
You know the why
& I know the who
is you
Tomorrow
the music will be all yours
#friendship
#music
#gratitude
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