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.
Souvenir
And when that song comes on
no matter what's happening
or what's going on,
I'll always crave a
slow dance with you.
no matter what's happening
or what's going on,
I'll always crave a
slow dance with you.
#love
#minimalist
#music #vulnerability
#music #vulnerability
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Outcry
The children are speaking
The media's screening
There are voices being heard.
Now everyone's the audience and every thought is incredulous.
The spectical captivates the world.
Hear me, hear me, hear me,
Oh won't you hear my pain.
Maturity and society are burning the same.
Hear me, hear me, hear me,
Oh won't you heal their brains.
Outcried no one.
Oblivion an enemy we figure out our own way.
Some people believing
That what they're thinking
Is progress being made.
In some way I get that
In seriousness,...
The media's screening
There are voices being heard.
Now everyone's the audience and every thought is incredulous.
The spectical captivates the world.
Hear me, hear me, hear me,
Oh won't you hear my pain.
Maturity and society are burning the same.
Hear me, hear me, hear me,
Oh won't you heal their brains.
Outcried no one.
Oblivion an enemy we figure out our own way.
Some people believing
That what they're thinking
Is progress being made.
In some way I get that
In seriousness,...
#culture
#MentalHealth
#music
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My Answer To Your Little Challenge
If I'm not mistaken, the name
of that singer is Gary Puckett
whose band happens to be
"Gary Puckett & The Union Gap".
of that singer is Gary Puckett
whose band happens to be
"Gary Puckett & The Union Gap".
#dialogue
#FreeVerse
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
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A Metallic Vision
Long long ago before I became a SCATTERBRAIN watching EVIL DEAD movies repeatedly, I was ACCUSED of VIOLENCE on HALLOWS EVE. The DIRTY ROTTEN IMBECILES (D.R.I.) who always needed an ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT lived near the WATCHTOWER. They agreed with my METHOD OF DESTRUCTION (M.O.D.). We were SICK OF IT ALL, POSSESSED in bringing this faction down to their knees. A CORROSION OF CONFORMITY was happening in our towns and on our streets. If any DEFIANCE came their way, you were FORBIDDEN to enter their SACRED REICH. There needed to be LETHAL AGGRESSION. A FORCED ENTRY into their METAL CHURCH. We knew...
#dystopian
#music
#peace
#scifi
#war
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Body music
There's something
in the streets
that give you free
lessons unfound
in public schools
and rustic old
textbooks,
where neon lights
baptise your face
in different colours
as night skies
weave it's own
attitude from
pinned up
stars.
There's something
in the streets
where you meet
those rare few angels
wearing filthy wings
and dark halos round
their sunken eyelids
entering small pubs,
adandoned buildings
that...
in the streets
that give you free
lessons unfound
in public schools
and rustic old
textbooks,
where neon lights
baptise your face
in different colours
as night skies
weave it's own
attitude from
pinned up
stars.
There's something
in the streets
where you meet
those rare few angels
wearing filthy wings
and dark halos round
their sunken eyelids
entering small pubs,
adandoned buildings
that...
#city
#dance
#dark
#gothic
#music
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Rememberance of the Four, Act One
O, it has been sung five times before
And it shall resonate in the future forever more
But for the Four I will repeat, in the rememberance of their name
Picture a land of beautiful peace, fabled and forgotten
One where sins were so few, and no ill men yet lived
Creatures both bird and serpent, standing on two legs
Praying to violent Gods, terrified of the world beyond
Stood hidden on this continent they called Firavon
There, from dirt came the humans
So innocent and childish
Toiling in the mud in survival
Their segmented hands...
And it shall resonate in the future forever more
But for the Four I will repeat, in the rememberance of their name
Picture a land of beautiful peace, fabled and forgotten
One where sins were so few, and no ill men yet lived
Creatures both bird and serpent, standing on two legs
Praying to violent Gods, terrified of the world beyond
Stood hidden on this continent they called Firavon
There, from dirt came the humans
So innocent and childish
Toiling in the mud in survival
Their segmented hands...
#fiction
#music
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Morrison
The lizard king; the just flair of the mind
Where the depth of his words are salacious
stark wisdom designed; he’s one of a kind
Lest his gait be marked wild and gracious
Leather adorned with a skeletal husk
His voice cleansed in the game of foretelling
Nectar in musk, psychedelics by dusk
Crystal ships break the waves that are swelling
Where the people are strange and the fires, alight
Vain riders on the storm of persuasion
American night; the fanciest plight
Glazed gains in immaculate quotations
Babylon fading in...
Where the depth of his words are salacious
stark wisdom designed; he’s one of a kind
Lest his gait be marked wild and gracious
Leather adorned with a skeletal husk
His voice cleansed in the game of foretelling
Nectar in musk, psychedelics by dusk
Crystal ships break the waves that are swelling
Where the people are strange and the fires, alight
Vain riders on the storm of persuasion
American night; the fanciest plight
Glazed gains in immaculate quotations
Babylon fading in...
#music
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Back to The Back of the Bus
Move me back to the back of the bus
where the cool kids be
no muss no fuss, just booze and weed
and firecrackers
aimed at tires and seats of open jeeps
move me please
too much heat on the front where a rear view sees
and I am doomed to please
by having all my human cease
let me be as scum and sleaze
cough and wheeze
in the back of the back of the back of the bus
rum and heathens
run your thumb above where drunk chum is sleeping
to find gum...
where the cool kids be
no muss no fuss, just booze and weed
and firecrackers
aimed at tires and seats of open jeeps
move me please
too much heat on the front where a rear view sees
and I am doomed to please
by having all my human cease
let me be as scum and sleaze
cough and wheeze
in the back of the back of the back of the bus
rum and heathens
run your thumb above where drunk chum is sleeping
to find gum...
#consumerism
#music
#nostalgia #school
#nostalgia #school
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Proud
You’ll always be my little brother
A man who toured the States
Dropping bass lines like no other
It’s your presence that resonates
Getting choked up by memories
Crying while laughing out loud
Music gifted us social remedies
Most of all you made me proud
A man who toured the States
Dropping bass lines like no other
It’s your presence that resonates
Getting choked up by memories
Crying while laughing out loud
Music gifted us social remedies
Most of all you made me proud
#brother
#family
#love #music
#love #music
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The Many Seated Vehicle Song
Can someone help me?
I need a song that starts off slow
and slowly turns fast
One that grows in tempo
the longer it lasts,
and by the end
has gravitational mass
when it picks up
and the singer gets mad
then the song gets calm again
and it ends
as it started
Like if it was a song about a car
it would start with something simple
like
Someone humming
and strumming a guitar ...
I need a song that starts off slow
and slowly turns fast
One that grows in tempo
the longer it lasts,
and by the end
has gravitational mass
when it picks up
and the singer gets mad
then the song gets calm again
and it ends
as it started
Like if it was a song about a car
it would start with something simple
like
Someone humming
and strumming a guitar ...
#cars
#LifeAsAWriter
#lyrics
#metaphor
#music
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Mr. Zomb
a hard-hitting base with sexually charged lyrics
I lick them like they're candy
the witch I am can't resist
seductive intent has me purring
he must be talking about me
pulsing in the energy
he enters my sanctuary
I'm leery of this magician
toxic for sure
practitioner of occult visions I watch him work
a spell on the air
he intends the zombies to disrobe
feeling the vibrations
coming off those conjuring a response
pussy pleaser I want him the most
conjuring Mr. Zomb for the fun of it
...
I lick them like they're candy
the witch I am can't resist
seductive intent has me purring
he must be talking about me
pulsing in the energy
he enters my sanctuary
I'm leery of this magician
toxic for sure
practitioner of occult visions I watch him work
a spell on the air
he intends the zombies to disrobe
feeling the vibrations
coming off those conjuring a response
pussy pleaser I want him the most
conjuring Mr. Zomb for the fun of it
...
#music
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Unlaced
A soirée of the misguided
A mingle of minds
Tellers of bold
And prancers of shine
Absorbing the vibe
In the melodic rile
Flowered headdresses
And seventies style
Flashy and garish
Fabrics in tweed
psychedelics a plenty
And so is the weed
Carefree with whimsy
Exhaling the earth
Pleasure the moments
Brimming with mirth
Dance as the wind blows
and treasure the while
Live by the wisdom
That leaven’s the aisle
Wash the path of all hindrance ...
A mingle of minds
Tellers of bold
And prancers of shine
Absorbing the vibe
In the melodic rile
Flowered headdresses
And seventies style
Flashy and garish
Fabrics in tweed
psychedelics a plenty
And so is the weed
Carefree with whimsy
Exhaling the earth
Pleasure the moments
Brimming with mirth
Dance as the wind blows
and treasure the while
Live by the wisdom
That leaven’s the aisle
Wash the path of all hindrance ...
#art
#dance
#freedom #music
#freedom #music
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