Long Poems About Music
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Long poems about music. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Every vowel my favorite vowel (a phonetic exploration)
ʌ/:
Every nut is my favorite nut.
Every cut my favorite cut.
Every rut my favorite rut.
Every but(t) my favorite but(t).
Every strut my favorite strut.
And every glut my favorite glut.
/aː/
Every park is my favorite park.
Every dark my favorite dark.
Every heart my favorite heart.
Every snark my favorite snark.
Every lark my favorite lark.
And every bark my favorite bark.
/æ/:
Every bath is my favorite bath.
Every laugh my favorite laugh.
Every gaffe my favorite gaffe....
Every nut is my favorite nut.
Every cut my favorite cut.
Every rut my favorite rut.
Every but(t) my favorite but(t).
Every strut my favorite strut.
And every glut my favorite glut.
/aː/
Every park is my favorite park.
Every dark my favorite dark.
Every heart my favorite heart.
Every snark my favorite snark.
Every lark my favorite lark.
And every bark my favorite bark.
/æ/:
Every bath is my favorite bath.
Every laugh my favorite laugh.
Every gaffe my favorite gaffe....
#music
#PowerOfWords
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Hello Darling
Tune in to me when you’re alone.
I will make my way to your home.
Wisp around you, float in your head.
I will sing to you when you’re in bed.
Hear my voice caress your ears.
Allaying doubt and all your fears.
Listen to my sultry voice.
And drift away into the noise.
When you awake I will be there just the same as before.
I am just the empty air hidden behind your door.
Hello, darling, I’m the music and song.
If you want me, I will never be long.
Over the years my body has changed.
I’ve grown smaller,...
I will make my way to your home.
Wisp around you, float in your head.
I will sing to you when you’re in bed.
Hear my voice caress your ears.
Allaying doubt and all your fears.
Listen to my sultry voice.
And drift away into the noise.
When you awake I will be there just the same as before.
I am just the empty air hidden behind your door.
Hello, darling, I’m the music and song.
If you want me, I will never be long.
Over the years my body has changed.
I’ve grown smaller,...
#loneliness
#music
#lyrics #obsession
#lyrics #obsession
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psalm 11
of andrew; to the chief poet in the wilderness of sin
“The loss of psalmody in the church is one of the early indicators of
the loss of faith.”―Kevin Swanson
invocation
1 there's bush on every side,
and i am lost;
in Jah shall i confide,
amidst the host
2 of darkness that consumes
my heel all night
and, when the day resumes,
cuts short my flight. Selah
exultation
3 tempted much as You were
in this dark place,
my wilderness astir ...
“The loss of psalmody in the church is one of the early indicators of
the loss of faith.”―Kevin Swanson
invocation
1 there's bush on every side,
and i am lost;
in Jah shall i confide,
amidst the host
2 of darkness that consumes
my heel all night
and, when the day resumes,
cuts short my flight. Selah
exultation
3 tempted much as You were
in this dark place,
my wilderness astir ...
#lust
#music
#lyrics
#WritingPoetry
#temptation
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Breaking your own heart
Sit down and listen to the volumes in your head
Telling you to bleed it all out before you’re dead
And there’s such a rush, a fleeting thrill
Of every ounce of blood you spill
In your veins, a pulse of inspiration
Trapped in momentary motivation
The spirit moves you into a dance
Speaking tongues of your own mind’s God
Shaking into an unholy trance
Of creation in a listless fog
(Empty glass,
Endless nights,
Crying till the...
Telling you to bleed it all out before you’re dead
And there’s such a rush, a fleeting thrill
Of every ounce of blood you spill
In your veins, a pulse of inspiration
Trapped in momentary motivation
The spirit moves you into a dance
Speaking tongues of your own mind’s God
Shaking into an unholy trance
Of creation in a listless fog
(Empty glass,
Endless nights,
Crying till the...
#music
#lyrics
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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Silent, The Concert
Two Years Earlier, Gavin
I received Philippa's text just as I was about to call at her room: hi, going 2b late. Go on without me. cu outside theatre at 9? x P
The time was quarter to eight. I searched round for Paul in case he was driving, but I couldn't find him, so I got a taxi to town and paid the extra. When I arrived at the Grand Theatre, businessman Terence Harlesden stood in the foyer dressed in an expensive suit, greeting people.
'Ah, our star performer from the classes,' he said when he saw me. 'I told my father Arthur about you and he hopes to...
I received Philippa's text just as I was about to call at her room: hi, going 2b late. Go on without me. cu outside theatre at 9? x P
The time was quarter to eight. I searched round for Paul in case he was driving, but I couldn't find him, so I got a taxi to town and paid the extra. When I arrived at the Grand Theatre, businessman Terence Harlesden stood in the foyer dressed in an expensive suit, greeting people.
'Ah, our star performer from the classes,' he said when he saw me. 'I told my father Arthur about you and he hopes to...
#music
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Welcome to the Trench
Intro:
Welcome to the Trench
You know, let me give you a step into my world
My city has a few names, but now we call it the trench
I know you’re wondering why we call it that
But give me a moment to explain that
It’s a meaningful story I’m about to tell
So bare with me me, yeah
Verse:
Let me tell a story, about a small city called the Grip
They used to call it that, but now they now they call it the trench
A metaphor to describe the city as a deep, muddy old ditch
It’s extremely hard to get out of, once you trip and fall...
Welcome to the Trench
You know, let me give you a step into my world
My city has a few names, but now we call it the trench
I know you’re wondering why we call it that
But give me a moment to explain that
It’s a meaningful story I’m about to tell
So bare with me me, yeah
Verse:
Let me tell a story, about a small city called the Grip
They used to call it that, but now they now they call it the trench
A metaphor to describe the city as a deep, muddy old ditch
It’s extremely hard to get out of, once you trip and fall...
#music
#narrative
#lyrics #rap
#lyrics #rap
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12AM Food Run
Intro:
SCC
Malik what up?
Yeah, uh
Verse:
It’s 10:56pm and we just left the function
Bad bitches, alcohol, and the club was jumping
4-5 tucked away in case a nigga tried something
Nah I ain’t a killer, but don’t make me up and dump it (back up)
We had just left Fayetteville, cruising back to Griffin
Finna wrap it up after a well-accomplished mission
Dreaming I was cruising in a old school with some vogues
Candy paint shining like gold, off them Lamborghini doors (shining)
Right when I woke up, we...
SCC
Malik what up?
Yeah, uh
Verse:
It’s 10:56pm and we just left the function
Bad bitches, alcohol, and the club was jumping
4-5 tucked away in case a nigga tried something
Nah I ain’t a killer, but don’t make me up and dump it (back up)
We had just left Fayetteville, cruising back to Griffin
Finna wrap it up after a well-accomplished mission
Dreaming I was cruising in a old school with some vogues
Candy paint shining like gold, off them Lamborghini doors (shining)
Right when I woke up, we...
#music
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Love Lost
Intro:
Disappointed I gave you a year’s worth
Thought you were the girl that I needed here on this earth
Invested a lot of time, while overwhelming myself
You left me at the time when I truly needed your help
You didn’t want love, you’re just looking for help
Only thought of yourself, you never cared how I felt
Always putting you first, at the expense of myself
But now it’s time that I grabbed my things and left
Verse:
I admit that you damaged this heart of mine
But it was my fault because I ignored the signs
Love is...
Disappointed I gave you a year’s worth
Thought you were the girl that I needed here on this earth
Invested a lot of time, while overwhelming myself
You left me at the time when I truly needed your help
You didn’t want love, you’re just looking for help
Only thought of yourself, you never cared how I felt
Always putting you first, at the expense of myself
But now it’s time that I grabbed my things and left
Verse:
I admit that you damaged this heart of mine
But it was my fault because I ignored the signs
Love is...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#music #lyrics
#music #lyrics
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Don’t Lack
Hook:
Make the wrong decision, ain’t no turning back
Hoes out here treacherous, please don’t get attached
Desperate for a come up so they kill each other over scraps
Jealousy is at a high, so pack a strap and don’t lack
Don’t become a target, niggas nowadays be moving sloppy
Some be moving reckless, fucking up the game for everybody
Never let your guard down, never leave the house without it
Once you lose your life, there’s nothing nobody can do about it
Verse:
Just a sane soul living in a crazy world
Please pay attention...
Make the wrong decision, ain’t no turning back
Hoes out here treacherous, please don’t get attached
Desperate for a come up so they kill each other over scraps
Jealousy is at a high, so pack a strap and don’t lack
Don’t become a target, niggas nowadays be moving sloppy
Some be moving reckless, fucking up the game for everybody
Never let your guard down, never leave the house without it
Once you lose your life, there’s nothing nobody can do about it
Verse:
Just a sane soul living in a crazy world
Please pay attention...
#music
#lyrics
#TruthOfLife
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Life's Necessities
While I try not to obsess over inanimate objects
there is one category I do make exceptions
not a car or a laptop, not even my sports card collection
more about a collection of items that has
year after year severed me so well
Not that they don't talk because oh yes they can at my urging
unlike mortals who grow old and eventually pass away
with a little TLC these things never fail to please me
in fact over the years the rewards have grown
with knowledge and command
One is solid white and is the longest of...
there is one category I do make exceptions
not a car or a laptop, not even my sports card collection
more about a collection of items that has
year after year severed me so well
Not that they don't talk because oh yes they can at my urging
unlike mortals who grow old and eventually pass away
with a little TLC these things never fail to please me
in fact over the years the rewards have grown
with knowledge and command
One is solid white and is the longest of...
#happiness
#love
#inspirational
#music
#healing
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Inside the Roaring of Summer: A Poetic Song
- Inside the Roaring of Summer: A Poetic Song -
A poetry collaboration between myself (Kara Lucielle Pythiana-Ashton) and Ivo Lamplot-Asle Nezorf.
Ivo is a friend of mine on Facebook, who is from the Czech Republic. This is our combined creation.
Inside the roaring of the gentlest of winds,
Inside the depths of the happiest of minds...
It is summer, upon the inside of our souls!
The season of delight, the one that consoles.
The sun rises so early in the hours of dawn,
Golden upon the green of the verdant lawn...
And is late to bed,...
A poetry collaboration between myself (Kara Lucielle Pythiana-Ashton) and Ivo Lamplot-Asle Nezorf.
Ivo is a friend of mine on Facebook, who is from the Czech Republic. This is our combined creation.
Inside the roaring of the gentlest of winds,
Inside the depths of the happiest of minds...
It is summer, upon the inside of our souls!
The season of delight, the one that consoles.
The sun rises so early in the hours of dawn,
Golden upon the green of the verdant lawn...
And is late to bed,...
#love
#summer
#peace
#music
#lyrics
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Pollution In the bar
I sit and pick the label from
a bottle of Newcastle brown,
I'm listening to the music,
and It feels like its slowing it down
Programmed spots do a lonely robot,
hell they can move yeah they shake what they got
they seize the moment to take their chance,
the floor is empty so they start to dance.
I make a move to get off my stool,
out in strobe light feeling kinda cool
I find my way, getting back to the bar
One more drink and I know I’ll go far
Come and have another drink with me
And take a little sip of my sweet JD ...
a bottle of Newcastle brown,
I'm listening to the music,
and It feels like its slowing it down
Programmed spots do a lonely robot,
hell they can move yeah they shake what they got
they seize the moment to take their chance,
the floor is empty so they start to dance.
I make a move to get off my stool,
out in strobe light feeling kinda cool
I find my way, getting back to the bar
One more drink and I know I’ll go far
Come and have another drink with me
And take a little sip of my sweet JD ...
#music
#alcohol
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Music