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.
Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:26pm
Yesterday 5:26pm
My Friend the Rosewood Vampire
Rest inside your coffin
Until the time is right
When the sun has fled
We can both enjoy the night
I'll undo all your nails
Just when the time is right
We can play together
In the warmth of the moonlight
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Until the time is right
When the sun has fled
We can both enjoy the night
I'll undo all your nails
Just when the time is right
We can play together
In the warmth of the moonlight
Shameful self promotion
I have published a novella on Amazon, It is a romantic sci-fi, it has a sex scene.
I wrote it for women and men struggling in relationships with pig headed men like myself.
It's called: IDEAL MAN INCORPORATED. It's free for kindle people, please buy the hard-copy, i'll get a...
#music
#vampires
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0 Comments
Thebeatpoetuk
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:54am
Yesterday 2:54am
Fifth Dimension
(first verse)
Times standing still,
Everybody's in their moment,
Others are being feared,
Controlled and silenced.
This world is dividing
Every second, every day
The people are fighting
For a new way
A new way to live
A new way to school
Ones that open to love
Where the people set the rules.
(first chours)
A division of humanity
That's awaiting for ascension.
To wake up in a new world
In a fifth dimension.
(second verse)
A dimension filled with lights ...
Times standing still,
Everybody's in their moment,
Others are being feared,
Controlled and silenced.
This world is dividing
Every second, every day
The people are fighting
For a new way
A new way to live
A new way to school
Ones that open to love
Where the people set the rules.
(first chours)
A division of humanity
That's awaiting for ascension.
To wake up in a new world
In a fifth dimension.
(second verse)
A dimension filled with lights ...
#earth
#spiritual
#music
#lyrics
#evolution
13 reads
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
30th May 2020 8:38pm
30th May 2020 8:38pm
POINT 'ZERO'
viz:: point 'zero'
https://youtu.be/jM_83NYvaOQ
https://youtu.be/jM_83NYvaOQ
#love
#spiritual
#music
#historical
#philosophical
47 reads
4 Comments
RobAzza
Bumped 29th May 2020 8:21am
10th May 2020 8:14pm
10th May 2020 8:14pm
The Blue's Ain't Dead
Penniless, from the crowded stage
the yellow-eyed blues man
sets off rockets with his red guitar
as the tangled wino's huddle
over small glasses of rye
and pick at each others teeth
as the short order cooks stare
longingly at the tramps backstage
lined up to swallow tongues
while the valet stacks lines of powder
on some strangers dash
and plugs his nose
cursing the skies shouting,
"The Blues Ain't Dead!"
"The Blues Ain't Dead!"
the yellow-eyed blues man
sets off rockets with his red guitar
as the tangled wino's huddle
over small glasses of rye
and pick at each others teeth
as the short order cooks stare
longingly at the tramps backstage
lined up to swallow tongues
while the valet stacks lines of powder
on some strangers dash
and plugs his nose
cursing the skies shouting,
"The Blues Ain't Dead!"
"The Blues Ain't Dead!"
#music
#curse
49 reads
1 Comment
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2020 5:04am
28th May 2020 5:04am
Too Much Fun, Too Little Love
You can destroy your today
worrying about tomorrow'
-Janis Joplin
'When I sing, I don't think,
and when I sleep, I don't dream.
I am always awake, feeling everything.
Life is short, no time to dream,
but when I'm wide awake, I scream
and my soul hangs out
like the beatnik soul of everything...'
'I wanted a true friend,
it came and went and so did
the gigantic love in the crowd of eyes,
but the rush never dies,
only I do in receiving it. ...
worrying about tomorrow'
-Janis Joplin
'When I sing, I don't think,
and when I sleep, I don't dream.
I am always awake, feeling everything.
Life is short, no time to dream,
but when I'm wide awake, I scream
and my soul hangs out
like the beatnik soul of everything...'
'I wanted a true friend,
it came and went and so did
the gigantic love in the crowd of eyes,
but the rush never dies,
only I do in receiving it. ...
#music
#drugs
43 reads
8 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
27th May 2020 4:27am
27th May 2020 4:27am
5/26/20
I pluck her strings
she sings
the sound rings
and rings
from her
deeply
curved
hollows
it leads
and it follows
vibration, elation
sustained
escalation, till
tension’s release
and a moment of peace
before we assume
the position
again
PLAYING LICKS ON THE BAY LAUREL UKE
she sings
the sound rings
and rings
from her
deeply
curved
hollows
it leads
and it follows
vibration, elation
sustained
escalation, till
tension’s release
and a moment of peace
before we assume
the position
again
PLAYING LICKS ON THE BAY LAUREL UKE
#erotic
#music
#sensual
80 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
26th May 2020 1:12pm
26th May 2020 1:12pm
A Short Story!
A Short Story!
whilst in the Old Town today, i was inspired to write a (thankfully!)short story, as follows: a few days ago, i was attacked by a giant vampire piano playing mermaid spider! this had somehow broken into my flat. i bravely and heroically managed to cover the spider with a small translucent lid (thus giving away the fact, that the giant vampire piano playing spider, wasn't actually quite as giantesque, as at first indicated, or suggested!) slipping a small piece of card under the aforementioned lid, i carefully escorted it to my kitchen. (don't worry, i had no...
whilst in the Old Town today, i was inspired to write a (thankfully!)short story, as follows: a few days ago, i was attacked by a giant vampire piano playing mermaid spider! this had somehow broken into my flat. i bravely and heroically managed to cover the spider with a small translucent lid (thus giving away the fact, that the giant vampire piano playing spider, wasn't actually quite as giantesque, as at first indicated, or suggested!) slipping a small piece of card under the aforementioned lid, i carefully escorted it to my kitchen. (don't worry, i had no...
#music
#funny
#vampires
#mermaids
#fear
10 reads
0 Comments
Laluma
Poem Published
25th May 2020 8:30pm
25th May 2020 8:30pm
Meant To Be
Not a bad start as you try to change your sheets
A recommendation that all couples should adhere to
Music and love will always be soulmates
Sage advice for those partners whose physical closeness has become a part of hidden historical archives
Even though they always dance around each other
Punishment that many a man would welcome except for the castration
But it is obvious that they both are destined to be together
Cruelty through domination for an unwilling submissive
A recommendation that all couples should adhere to
Music and love will always be soulmates
Sage advice for those partners whose physical closeness has become a part of hidden historical archives
Even though they always dance around each other
Punishment that many a man would welcome except for the castration
But it is obvious that they both are destined to be together
Cruelty through domination for an unwilling submissive
#love
#relationships
#fate
#music
#dance
35 reads
souladareatease
Poem Published
24th May 2020 3:28pm
24th May 2020 3:28pm
True Blue Jackets
Winds
we rode
upon
spoke of
time
once own
wear we
the many
threads
true blue
jackets
back patches
signs
of us
posted
walking tall
variant
supposed populace
once
was as
one
under
metal design
we rode
upon
spoke of
time
once own
wear we
the many
threads
true blue
jackets
back patches
signs
of us
posted
walking tall
variant
supposed populace
once
was as
one
under
metal design
#music
#freedom
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
69 reads
15 Comments
Madcinder
Poem Published
24th May 2020 6:42am
24th May 2020 6:42am
Ace Of Space
Thousands of sparkles float in the sky.
A great canopy and through it I fly.
In a star-borne new era, I am soaring high.
I will forge my new history till I die.
Come on.
Show me what you've got.
Shooting through the most amazing place.
Feel the pressure of G forces make my heart race.
I remember a time no one knew my face.
Now I live for the fame as the ace of space.
WOTA resistance keeps their advances slow.
As the mighty guerrillas putting on a great show.
We will foster rebellion and let everyone know.
We...
A great canopy and through it I fly.
In a star-borne new era, I am soaring high.
I will forge my new history till I die.
Come on.
Show me what you've got.
Shooting through the most amazing place.
Feel the pressure of G forces make my heart race.
I remember a time no one knew my face.
Now I live for the fame as the ace of space.
WOTA resistance keeps their advances slow.
As the mighty guerrillas putting on a great show.
We will foster rebellion and let everyone know.
We...
#music
#lyrics
#magic
#rebellion
#scifi
14 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
23rd May 2020 6:43pm
23rd May 2020 6:43pm
~The Mindbird... In A Musical Liberational Flight: LOVE
the holy namaz amplifies on loudspeakers
from the northern streets… & the temple
‘aarati’ bells of this eve.. perform in a relay nod
of multi~ round successions.. from the other
end of same street...
this Friday eve …is only as fervently atmospheric
to kindle your tuning in entrance of an, ‘Open Sesame’
Alibaba cave treasures.. as your corner lying small
mindbird (un)bundle…
that either chokes off to (self~) marooned parasitic grip…
or uncages...
from its rusting sepsis of a shipwrecked clutch... ...
from the northern streets… & the temple
‘aarati’ bells of this eve.. perform in a relay nod
of multi~ round successions.. from the other
end of same street...
this Friday eve …is only as fervently atmospheric
to kindle your tuning in entrance of an, ‘Open Sesame’
Alibaba cave treasures.. as your corner lying small
mindbird (un)bundle…
that either chokes off to (self~) marooned parasitic grip…
or uncages...
from its rusting sepsis of a shipwrecked clutch... ...
#love
#birds
#music
#gratitude
#StreamOfConsciousness
73 reads
11 Comments
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