Poems About Music Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about music seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
metal
sacred art woven with my soul
the beats take over
and I become one with the music
the tempo drives me
the drum base pounds
twilight bends and I begin
cllimbing guitar riffs
notes relate to me
a melody of freedom
seeking the newness of day
within my heart vow
to make the best of every moment
sweet release in the noise
intoxicating spirit, empowers me
I can do anything
endorphins quick in
as the electicity flows through my brain
the rhythm takes me away
to a place I once knew ...
the beats take over
and I become one with the music
the tempo drives me
the drum base pounds
twilight bends and I begin
cllimbing guitar riffs
notes relate to me
a melody of freedom
seeking the newness of day
within my heart vow
to make the best of every moment
sweet release in the noise
intoxicating spirit, empowers me
I can do anything
endorphins quick in
as the electicity flows through my brain
the rhythm takes me away
to a place I once knew ...
#love
#music
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Krautrock! New music of the future (Part 2)
Most writers, journalists, musicians and fans agree that the post war youth of the 1960’s was politically aware and well educated. Plus, you can hardly ignore the proliferation of hallucinogenic and psychedelic drugs. There was also the influence of pioneering British & American bands and the boom in youth pop culture. For the first time in decades the German people had become a society that was independent and wealthy. All these factors and obviously many more were what lead to a music culture as unheard before.
Although some bands just created their created their own...
Although some bands just created their created their own...
#music
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
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Krautrock! New music of the future (Part 1)
The music of Germany, since WWII has been something of a rare phenomenon. From a vast nation obsessed with gaining a new image, making a mark for themselves and aiming to try and get away from the ghosts of the past. Such an attitude inevitably led to a youth culture that was inquisitive and yearning for new forms of expression. This uniquely Teutonic spirit had existed on a smaller scale, decades earlier with the new generation of classical composers and also musical innovators like Oskar Sala.
As the electronic revolution gained pace in the 1950’s, a new generation of...
As the electronic revolution gained pace in the 1950’s, a new generation of...
#music
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
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Listening to a long forgotten soul song
In the quiet dawn, thoughts crowd your face in epiphany.
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
#mirror
#music
#passion
#sadness
#spiritual
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NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
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Out of the Bottle
Out of the bottle
Feel a stirring in my soul
Rhythm pulse under blood vessels
It’s been there since I was a tot
First 45 was Mother Mary
Along with Taveres
Heaven’s missing an angel
Dancing through my teens with
Who Doors and Aerosmith
With some Jimi mixed in
A new decade approaches and
It’s the 80’s on the stage
Clashed with The Who and Santana
Down at JFK
Went from Genesis all the way to Peter Gabriel
Call the Police and watch the Go Go’s
Rush meet Joe Walsh in the...
Feel a stirring in my soul
Rhythm pulse under blood vessels
It’s been there since I was a tot
First 45 was Mother Mary
Along with Taveres
Heaven’s missing an angel
Dancing through my teens with
Who Doors and Aerosmith
With some Jimi mixed in
A new decade approaches and
It’s the 80’s on the stage
Clashed with The Who and Santana
Down at JFK
Went from Genesis all the way to Peter Gabriel
Call the Police and watch the Go Go’s
Rush meet Joe Walsh in the...
#lyrics
#music
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HoW YoU WaNt It ToDaY - RAP POETRY
I don’t really vibe with old tunes
Find them tired,
stuck inside closed room
Chasing shadows of a dying old moon
Tired of pretending they’re still shining
Stuck rewinding
That's how You Want it today
Gotta Hall pass , to walk past
recycled tunes that won't last
Old grooves, old moves
I’m creating somethin new,
sparks feel true,
You got me wrong if you think I'm fake it, rather struggle until I make it,
excuse me, while I take it
I’ll break it then make it new ...
Find them tired,
stuck inside closed room
Chasing shadows of a dying old moon
Tired of pretending they’re still shining
Stuck rewinding
That's how You Want it today
Gotta Hall pass , to walk past
recycled tunes that won't last
Old grooves, old moves
I’m creating somethin new,
sparks feel true,
You got me wrong if you think I'm fake it, rather struggle until I make it,
excuse me, while I take it
I’ll break it then make it new ...
#LifeGoals
#LifeStruggles
#music #myself
#music #myself
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Rothko, Pollock, Poetspeak …
Poetspeak
Obviously the best looking
Those other guys
Yeah, they carried it
Just like Jack Casady on bass
Bless its Pointed Little Head album
Google it
Listen
Back to Poetspeak
The original Box Head
What do I always say ?
Stay Tuned
Obviously the best looking
Those other guys
Yeah, they carried it
Just like Jack Casady on bass
Bless its Pointed Little Head album
Google it
Listen
Back to Poetspeak
The original Box Head
What do I always say ?
Stay Tuned
#art
#identity
#music
#myself
#PopCulture
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Growiin up in Mayfair
Growin up in Mayfair
Growin up in Mayfair…
Mom worked hard daddy didn’t care
got caught stealin shit from Food Fair
cops took me to moms door
wasn’t her favorite anymore…..
Growing up in Mayfair
had no one to show me
Had a daddy who was job free
was a latchkey kid….
And…did what I fuckin did…
All I had was between my two ears
kept swimming in my own fears
Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard …and daddy didn’t care
Remember being lost in the hall….
On my first day at...
Growin up in Mayfair…
Mom worked hard daddy didn’t care
got caught stealin shit from Food Fair
cops took me to moms door
wasn’t her favorite anymore…..
Growing up in Mayfair
had no one to show me
Had a daddy who was job free
was a latchkey kid….
And…did what I fuckin did…
All I had was between my two ears
kept swimming in my own fears
Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard …and daddy didn’t care
Remember being lost in the hall….
On my first day at...
#childhood
#dreams
#father
#mother
#music
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Steeped in Music
Attack the instrument
Like it’s your last breath
Get under the nails
Lift up the planks
Train steamroller
Across the tracks
Living your best life
Steeped in music
Me and PJJ approach
Give our ticket
Stamp on the back of the wrist
Says we can re-enter
Punk velvet on the stage
Thunders through our heart
As we descend
This chick is fucking hot
With an axe to spare
Iggy Popping in
Underground Arts
Vodka and orange juice
But it’s all ice ...
Like it’s your last breath
Get under the nails
Lift up the planks
Train steamroller
Across the tracks
Living your best life
Steeped in music
Me and PJJ approach
Give our ticket
Stamp on the back of the wrist
Says we can re-enter
Punk velvet on the stage
Thunders through our heart
As we descend
This chick is fucking hot
With an axe to spare
Iggy Popping in
Underground Arts
Vodka and orange juice
But it’s all ice ...
#inspirational
#lyrics
#music
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Feelin 17 Again
Feel 17 again
In my basement are
Some plastic weights
Wrapped in vinyl
Faking King Kong
Push it up just enough
Get an electric sunburst
And an Amp to spare
Impatient youth
Looks at the axe
With respect
Doesn’t bother to
Put in the time
Friend says how about a trade
Your sunburst for my ganja
Not a thought rattling round
Says you have a deal
Give up my dreams at 17
For Bob Marley
Turn back the clock
Let time stand still ...
In my basement are
Some plastic weights
Wrapped in vinyl
Faking King Kong
Push it up just enough
Get an electric sunburst
And an Amp to spare
Impatient youth
Looks at the axe
With respect
Doesn’t bother to
Put in the time
Friend says how about a trade
Your sunburst for my ganja
Not a thought rattling round
Says you have a deal
Give up my dreams at 17
For Bob Marley
Turn back the clock
Let time stand still ...
#bittersweet
#marijuana
#music
#regret
#teens
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An Ode to GG Allin
Born as Jesus Christ Allin in 1956
Known for his wild antics, most people thought were sick
During the late 70's his interest grew with Punk Rock
Began releasing albums, stripping, showing off his cock
These performances gained him infamy
People flocked to see his bursts of violence & hostility
Self-mutilation, defecation, smearing shit on the audience & himself
Arrested 36 times, analyzed, they said he didn't need any help
Challenged complacency, pushing the boundaries, embracing disorder
Rebellious, earned a cult like following, albums...
Known for his wild antics, most people thought were sick
During the late 70's his interest grew with Punk Rock
Began releasing albums, stripping, showing off his cock
These performances gained him infamy
People flocked to see his bursts of violence & hostility
Self-mutilation, defecation, smearing shit on the audience & himself
Arrested 36 times, analyzed, they said he didn't need any help
Challenged complacency, pushing the boundaries, embracing disorder
Rebellious, earned a cult like following, albums...
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#music
#PopCulture
#violence
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6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Music Seeking Honest Critique