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.
The Playlist is Full
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The music playing
Ones you shared throughout the years
Swallowing me whole
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The music playing
Ones you shared throughout the years
Swallowing me whole
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#music
#relationships
#senryu
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Solace In Chicago
I got lost in the depths of Chicago tonight
Swaying to the horn sections sonic assault
Catching the beat with a melody so bright
Hearing this rhythm burning hot as asphalt
Smooth transition into another catchy hook
A walking bass line marches with the drums
Piano is simmering as vocals begin to cook
A blazing guitar solo where each note hums
Sometimes when this world gets out of hand
I find solace in music from some classic band
.. Tonight I found solace in Chicago
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove...
Swaying to the horn sections sonic assault
Catching the beat with a melody so bright
Hearing this rhythm burning hot as asphalt
Smooth transition into another catchy hook
A walking bass line marches with the drums
Piano is simmering as vocals begin to cook
A blazing guitar solo where each note hums
Sometimes when this world gets out of hand
I find solace in music from some classic band
.. Tonight I found solace in Chicago
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove...
#music
95 reads
25 Comments
Vomiting Up
Vomiting up
Swallowing down
Walking on this blue ball
Trying not to feel small
As I hear clamoring
On the horizon
Balance of nature
Wanting to nurture
Finding things that diminish me
Slings and arrows penetrate my soul
Funerals and petals
Processions and marching bands
Having to stand up not to stand down
Involved in the righteousness
Of snakes and serpents
Involved in the righteousness of false prophets
Spiritualized proselytized
They vomit it up
As...
Swallowing down
Walking on this blue ball
Trying not to feel small
As I hear clamoring
On the horizon
Balance of nature
Wanting to nurture
Finding things that diminish me
Slings and arrows penetrate my soul
Funerals and petals
Processions and marching bands
Having to stand up not to stand down
Involved in the righteousness
Of snakes and serpents
Involved in the righteousness of false prophets
Spiritualized proselytized
They vomit it up
As...
#anger
#apathy
#greed
#lyrics
#music
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Broken Record
Sometimes the story doesn't end like a fairytale,
I guess that's how it really goes when you stick on a merry-go-round.
The melody of us is now a haunting sound.
Tell me, baby, how do I make it stop,
When the world spins like a broken record,
Your voice is the needle scratching my heart raw.
I had it all but I lost it loving you,
Wish I had known before I fell.
The fall was bad, but unrequited love hurts like hell.
All these thoughts play around in my head,
Like a broken record telling me what to feel.
If I could escape,...
I guess that's how it really goes when you stick on a merry-go-round.
The melody of us is now a haunting sound.
Tell me, baby, how do I make it stop,
When the world spins like a broken record,
Your voice is the needle scratching my heart raw.
I had it all but I lost it loving you,
Wish I had known before I fell.
The fall was bad, but unrequited love hurts like hell.
All these thoughts play around in my head,
Like a broken record telling me what to feel.
If I could escape,...
#hurt
#love
#lyrics
#music
#WritingPoetry
46 reads
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Crescendos
allow me to wipe
off the dust love
slide my fingers
over your keys
play you softly
pour light into
your darkness
ease the black
revive the white
bring back to life
the sound of your
soul & heal your
years old scars
create a private
silent symphony
divine harmony
in delicate notes
& elegant tones
from the depths
of despair to the
peaks of pleasure
in a slow crescendo
until you moan in music
off the dust love
slide my fingers
over your keys
play you softly
pour light into
your darkness
ease the black
revive the white
bring back to life
the sound of your
soul & heal your
years old scars
create a private
silent symphony
divine harmony
in delicate notes
& elegant tones
from the depths
of despair to the
peaks of pleasure
in a slow crescendo
until you moan in music
#healing
#music
162 reads
This Song (It's for You)
You showed up in a dream last night
and you were not ok
You never said a word,
but tears were rolling down your face
I didn’t ask you questions,
just held you while you cried
And when I woke, the rain
was pouring down outside
I know that I can’t call you,
How random that would seem
We’re really not that kind of friends,
We only talk in memes.
I’m not the one you’d turn to
if things were going wrong,
But you’re the one who crashed my dream,
so I’m writing you this song.
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and you were not ok
You never said a word,
but tears were rolling down your face
I didn’t ask you questions,
just held you while you cried
And when I woke, the rain
was pouring down outside
I know that I can’t call you,
How random that would seem
We’re really not that kind of friends,
We only talk in memes.
I’m not the one you’d turn to
if things were going wrong,
But you’re the one who crashed my dream,
so I’m writing you this song.
...
#friendship
#music
#relationships
#respect
#support
114 reads
17 Comments
When Was The Last Time It Was The First Time
While looking at Darius Rucker spit that fucking shit
A fucking rocker masquerading as a country music culprit
But don't think that I'm hating on the motherfucker, shit he prove my point
That all music is connected from ancient drum beats to rock this funky joint
Any song can be repackaged along with new instruments, vocals, rearranged
Even rap as reggaeton can be fucked with right and then renamed
Just imagine what if rap and reggaeton were suddenly classified as classical
Grunge becoming country and visa versa now isn't that radical
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A fucking rocker masquerading as a country music culprit
But don't think that I'm hating on the motherfucker, shit he prove my point
That all music is connected from ancient drum beats to rock this funky joint
Any song can be repackaged along with new instruments, vocals, rearranged
Even rap as reggaeton can be fucked with right and then renamed
Just imagine what if rap and reggaeton were suddenly classified as classical
Grunge becoming country and visa versa now isn't that radical
...
#dance
#LifeCycle
#music
102 reads
8 Comments
La Promesa
Recuerdo la promesa que hiciste en junio.
Estabas tocando suavemente la flauta, mi cariño.
Estaba abrumada por la balada cubana.
Estabas sentado en una roca plana junto al mar.
Estaba de pie a tu lado en la arena.
Las olas eran avanzando hacia la orilla.
Tuviste un aspecto elegante en el vestido largo blanco.
Te dije que siempre te amaría.
Las palabras que dije vinieron de mi corazón.
Prometiste amarme hasta que mueras.
El viento racheado se llevó tu amor por mí,
Y rompiste la promesa que hiciste.
Estabas tocando suavemente la flauta, mi cariño.
Estaba abrumada por la balada cubana.
Estabas sentado en una roca plana junto al mar.
Estaba de pie a tu lado en la arena.
Las olas eran avanzando hacia la orilla.
Tuviste un aspecto elegante en el vestido largo blanco.
Te dije que siempre te amaría.
Las palabras que dije vinieron de mi corazón.
Prometiste amarme hasta que mueras.
El viento racheado se llevó tu amor por mí,
Y rompiste la promesa que hiciste.
#love
#music
#sea #wind
#sea #wind
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Is it Me
Is it Me
Is it me for a moment
Every line I read feels computer
I read again and it’s alien to me
Go back to ink and paper in you
Binary not binary in mind
Is it you for a moment you forgot
Don’t forget dreams in nightmares
Love in the moment before you know
Love is dispatched you are going
To live in this moment until you die
Moments in you till you sing you’re dying song
Is it me for a moment
Every line I read feels computer
I read again and it’s alien to me
Go back to ink and paper in you
Binary not binary in mind
Is it you for a moment you forgot
Don’t forget dreams in nightmares
Love in the moment before you know
Love is dispatched you are going
To live in this moment until you die
Moments in you till you sing you’re dying song
#death
#God
#LifeCycle
#love
#music
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In the Dead of the Night
Intro:
In the dead of night, the cradle rocks.
Echoes in the shadows, ticking clocks.
Tiny hands reach out for air.
Chaos reigns, curly hair everywhere.
Rhyme 1:
Under the moonlight, whispers grow,
silent secrets only shadows know.
From the cradle to the rocking chair,
curly hair is everywhere.
Chorus:
Rock the cradle, feel the storm,
in the darkness love takes form.
Curly hair, wild and free,
a symbol of our destiny.
Rhyme 2:
Midnight cries break the silence....
In the dead of night, the cradle rocks.
Echoes in the shadows, ticking clocks.
Tiny hands reach out for air.
Chaos reigns, curly hair everywhere.
Rhyme 1:
Under the moonlight, whispers grow,
silent secrets only shadows know.
From the cradle to the rocking chair,
curly hair is everywhere.
Chorus:
Rock the cradle, feel the storm,
in the darkness love takes form.
Curly hair, wild and free,
a symbol of our destiny.
Rhyme 2:
Midnight cries break the silence....
#dance
#funny
#lyrics
#music
#sun
52 reads
6 Comments
Slow Jams
What happened to Jimmy Hendrix?
What happened to Genuine?
What happened to back in the day where love songs played like "Bump and Grind"?
What happened to 112 "Let's get married" or "Let's get up on a room"?
What happen to the real slow jams that made me want to make love to you.
What happened to Maxwell, Escape, 702?
What happened to Color Me Bad, Mint Condition or "Knockin Da Boots"?
Give me some Soul For Real or All For One.
Take me back when laying you down in bed was just for fun.
Bring me...
What happened to Genuine?
What happened to back in the day where love songs played like "Bump and Grind"?
What happened to 112 "Let's get married" or "Let's get up on a room"?
What happen to the real slow jams that made me want to make love to you.
What happened to Maxwell, Escape, 702?
What happened to Color Me Bad, Mint Condition or "Knockin Da Boots"?
Give me some Soul For Real or All For One.
Take me back when laying you down in bed was just for fun.
Bring me...
#historical
#IMissYou
#love
#memories
#music
85 reads
2 Comments
West Indies Bowled Out
Apocalypso!
End
of
the
world
music
fest.
Up
beat,
then
beat
up
by Jemia
End
of
the
world
music
fest.
Up
beat,
then
beat
up
by Jemia
#apocalypse
#music
37 reads
0 Comments
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