Best Musicdance Poems
The Boatman’s Song 2/ Many
Urvashi’s heart was aching to hear and to see the elegance
Of the boatman, while he sing those melodies on earth
A great longing started sprouting in her bosom
To visit the earth and to listen those heart touching songs
Which like a powerful magnet were pulling her towards earth
Where flows the Ganges and lives her unseen love
To control her ever increasing desire of hearing those songs
And to see that unique boatman, who lives on earth
Urveshi tried to engage her more and more
In the courtly dances and engagements for Indra
But the more she wanted to escape, more she became enchanted
By the echoes of boatman’s songs
Which were tearing her heart and
Making her mind almost intoxicated,
By the melodies of those heavenly songs
The pleasures and comforts of heaven began to pinch her
Like the piercing thorns
Even the dance and music, which were her pride and passion
Became dull and charm less in the wake of those songs
For which she was hailed
As the best among all the Apsaras in the entire universe
Heaven seems to bring no joy and rejoicing for her any more
Her dancing steps, which were the symbols of perfection and beauty
Even started betraying her
As her own heart was no longer in her possession any more
And she found that her mind and heart
Were swept away by that unseen boatman
Sailing his boat somewhere on earth
Apsara Urveshi after finishing her dance that day
Told the God of heaven, Indra
That she perhaps can no longer perform any dance
Owing to agonies of her heart and restlessness of her mind
And her legs were not in tune with her mind to perform
A flawless dance and song by which she had captured the
Hearts of all Gods and Goddess, what to say of humans on earth
She thought and thought and found that she can only normalize
If she can hear the songs of the boatman
Singing in full throated ease on earth
The echo’s of which were hovering in her mind like clouds
And twisting her heart to see that singer sublime
Ravindra
Kanpur India 5th January 2010
* Apsara = A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology
* Indra = The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi = One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra
* Saraswati = Goddess of knowledge, music & arts
* Jungle = Forest
The Boatman’s Song 3/ Many
Indra was aware that Apsaras Urveshi
Was the incarnation of heavenly beauty
And her restlessness and impatience can spoil
The very beauty of her body and dance
Which was the pride and embodiment of perfection
He also knew that without Urveshi
Even the heaven would look lifeless, without any beauty
Everyone in heaven had thrown their hearts
To get only one glance of Urveshi’s adorable loving eyes
During her dancing sessions, the junior Gods of Indra used to remain glued
Sometimes forgetting even their breathing
Such was the magic of her beauty, dance and songs
Even Indra often found himself lost in beholding
The flawless figure of her body and her lovely dance forms
And such was her dancing skills that even Apsaras
Used to get lost in the sweetness of her voice
And the thrilling and joy of her skillful dance
Lord Indra’s realization of Urveshi’s feelings
Indra was thinking, whether to allow her to visit the earth
To hear the melodies of the boatman or
Not to allow her, as it could be risky for a woman like Urveshi
Urveshi may get tempted and may fall in love
With that earthly voiced singer, whose songs
Are echoing beyond the horizons of earth
And have reached even in the sphere of heaven
Indra was aware that Urveshi was the most beautiful
Among all the Apsaras of heaven and of the entire universe
And if she keep on worrying about the boatman’s songs
At the cost of her dances, joys and pleasures
It was going to spoil her lavishly bestowed beauty
Which glitters and glow or get pale on a woman
As per the love or longings blows in her heart and reflects on her face
Ravindra
to continue…
Kanpur India 6th January 2010
* Apsara (A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology
* Indra (The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi (One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra
* Saraswati (Goddess of knowledge, music & arts)
* Jungle (Forest)
Music is more than a passion I enjoy,
It is food to my very soul!
From the time I was a little boy on momma's knee,
It helped me maintain self-control and calmed my nerves.
Music kickstarts several passions inside me.
I love to sing and dance to a groovy melody moving.
R & B makes me wanna indulge in a steamy romance.
Hip-hop makes me wanna grab my girl and dance and kiss!
I can feel the beat, the bass booming from the speakers.
Like an athlete, I can show you some moves you wouldn't believe!
I can salsa, two-step or even break dance!
Music makes me smile and takes me over the rainbow.
My music must be played loud at all times.
The sounds put me in the mood to write some poetry!
Some lyrical content inspires my writing hand.
Music was heaven sent almost like a direct intervention!
I wonder without music where I'd be.
I enjoy ballads and even rock and roll.
But as long as I got a song,
Then it's food to live by....
Faraway I heard the whistle of a flute
Playing a beautiful symphony
It echoed along with the flow of air
I closed my eyes without any care
And enjoyed all the harmony
I studied the songs roots
Then I realized it was from another place
Celtic visions floated dreamy tunes
That I could just sway and dance along
Now I had to just find the words to the song.
Can you tell me and I will share them soon
Only lovely melodies flowed without a words trace.
Hand in hand waltzed the black notes insight
My heart entwined the rhythm of yesteryear
Which was just longing for the togetherness of reality?
So gracefully played the flute that there was no uncertainty
Come friend and together we will cry a joyful cheer
Will you promise me that I will hear things right?
One can only assure that there will be nothing wrong
A long the way and far off the creation grew
The flute whistled endless notes of tranquility
And the blowing wind just purified the tendency
It was almost magic caring a tune that was new
Which just leaves you in an endless dream of song?
Please don’t ever stop playing those wonderful refrains
You call music and the world will always listen
The wind will carry the call over and over for you
Dance around a bit and all about will be true
I tell you personally no one will even have to beckon
Your talents for any moment even for an abstains.
A road journeys long adventures waiting for a reply
But a musician listens for the melody to play
In a band or for a solo viewer that will hear him to the end
I wish upon a star for tomorrows to come around the bend
The wind has finally calmed down for a day
And the flute was placed away for another time.
Vasava –
An untold story 14/Many
Udiyan knew what his friend King Suyodhan, had briefed him about Vasava
That she would not compromise, on her determinations with anyone
Even if she is offered, the temptation of a kingdom,
It was enough an indication for Udiyan, that she would not succumb
To his rising passions and ever increasing charms and lust for her
Because of Vasava’s determinations, not to get involved
In physical relations, passions and body lusts, which may make her weak
And may become the main cause of her skill deterioration,
Of her long cherished and preserved Music, Art, Dance or other devotions
She therefore decided to put a restriction, on all such alluring temptations
Her opinion that her self control, on the rising waves of passions and lust
Can only take her to those extra ordinary heights, where skills becomes perfections
As she has yet to attain the loftiest height of her skills
And her goal was far, far away from where she was standing
In spite of holding a rare prime position in the kingdom of Magadh**
She therefore had started loving her music and art
More than anything in the world, and got herself so much involved,
In attaining the perfection in her dance and singing arts,
That an inner beauty began to grow, glow and shine in her
With the shining of her dancing steps and her enchanting singing arts
The enthralling image of Vasava, was hovering on the mind of Udiyan
Removing every other image, for the time being from his mind and heart
Udiyan could not close his eyes, even for a moment
And passed his entire night sleeplessly in weaving his future with Vasava
As he was feeling that without her, life had no charms and meaning for him
Even the kingdom of Ujjain, appears to be of no attraction for him
Without Vasava being the queen, of his heart and his kingdom
Every thing seems to be a hallow or vacant like a void,
Even his own life, appeared to be not of his own,
Without, the sweet presence of his dream likes reality Vasava
Ravindra to continue in 15
Kanpur India 20th April 2010
i wanna dance the mambo,the cubin cuba mambo,
i wanna dance the cha cha,hip movements with the cha cha!
or maybe try the salsa, sensual is the salsa.
i wanna dance the samba,the fun brazilian samba,
or maybe the lambada,brazilian hot lambada!
argentinian tango,intense erotic tango,
or maybe the flamenco ,passionate spain flamenco,
may even try the polka,high energy in polka,
the czech bohemian polka
i wanna go and party,good time dancing the rumba,
latino americano,cubano,africano.
i wanna do the hip hop,hip hop hip hop don't stop
dance reigns in the ball room,
i will dance the Ball Room,under and above
with you i dance the Ballroom ,classic dance of love.....
are you ready partner?
-------charma
Black-eye peas
Name for a group
Not some kind of luncheon soup
Had hit go to the top
The name of it is
"I Got A Feeling" stop
Oprah had them on today
For an audience of 20,000
Off the stage
Hired 20 professional
Dancers , see ,who trained
800 more to dance for free
They preformed a routine
Called A flash mod
Largest group in history
To do such a task
This sight made my day
Really usually don't care
For this very much but
This revered my motor up
(Oprah Winfrey's opening today featured this group on stage outdoors in Chicago. They led
20,000 people in a dance routine which I don't know what it was called or if it had a name
but what happened is called a Flash Mod, if I understood correctly. It was uplifting.)
Form:
Vasava
An untold story Part 03/Many
Description of the Vasava's Amazing Beauty - continues
Glimpse and shine of her thrilling bosoms,
Coming during her dance forms
Were revealing the beauty coming out
From the thinness of her beautiful tops
Her steps were adding more beauty
To her ever ravishing sprouting youth
Intoxicating the spectators to get lost,
For ever in that lustrous wine of her beauty
The twisting and movements,
Of her beautifully stretched arms
Were thrilling everyone on each steps,
She was taking in her dance
With each new step of dance,
She was taking out her spectator’s heart
And her songs were enchanting them,
Only to completely get lost
On her strong and beautifully shaped
Slender and pinkish legs
Her thin and delicate waist was thrilling
In joy, with joyous mirth of her youth
Her body’s movements were so free
And stress free, like an elastic
To form the enchanting dance poses,
She could have bend her body to any extent
When Vasava used to perform her dances
On the splendid wooden dancing floor
Her face began to glow in joy,
Like golden rays spreads around the beautiful Sun
And watching the shine of her lovely and
Ever glittering and shining face,
Even the Sun found it better to hide behind
The clouds or to glow low
Such was the exuberating beauty and charms
Of the wonder dancer Vasava
Who was the inhabitant of world’s most ancient
Palatial city of Patilputra*
The beautiful Vasava of the era of Buddha
Was the court dancer of the Kind of Magadh*
She was the most prestigious dweller
In the heart and minds of the people of Patilputra
Ravindra to continue in 4
Kanpur India 3rd March 2010
References
* Patilputra . The old name of Patna - a city of India in Bihar state
Patilputra was one the most ancient city of ancient
India situated near river Ganges.
* Magadh The Kingdom of Magadh was located current Bihar
And other adjoining states of India.
Vasava – An untold story 10/Many
Curtains made of Silk with gold thread embroidery
Were hanging on all the doors and windows of the auditorium
Big silk curtains, were hanging behind the dance stage
Shining and blinking, because of gold and silver on them,
Were brightening the dance stage, making it bright like a day
Beautiful Persian carpets were displayed
Covering the entire auditorium, where the guests were sitting
A thin such carpet was also lying, all around the stage
Leaving the dance floor, which was made of Mahogany wood
On which, Vasava was sitting to start her first Raga of the day
All the eyes were drinking the nectar like wine of Vasava
So lovely were her looks and so intoxicating was her youth
The beauty of her spotless body, was spreading its charms
Which was coming out, from every part of her body, specially
The matchless beauty of her eyes, legs, waist, hands and bosoms
King Suyodhan was invited on the stage to declare the Utsava to begin
And then appeared the attraction of the Utsava or the day, Vasava
The drums and musical instruments began to flow their sounds
The team of musicians accompanying Vasava, took seat near her
Suddenly all became speechless, so that they may not miss a word of her singing
Vasava’s face appears to have taken, the beauty from full Moon glow
And the gold Noopur* which she wearing in her feet’s
Were ringing, on her leg’s movements, creating a melody on its own,
Her recitation of Saraswati’s* prayer had already enthralled everyone
And now she was about to begin, her first performance of the day
Ravindra to continue in 11
Kanpur India 21st March 2010
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* Gold Noopur Noorpur means small bells, which dancers wear while
performing the dances in Indian. The Noopur which
Vasava was wearing were made of Gold. It creates a
sound on the movements of legs. Normally it is made
of brass and many such are tied up in a cloth belt.
* Noopur A hallow anklet containing tiny bells
you place your gentle hand
in mine and we dance the
night away,
the dance is our words
our passion,
as he places his hand
on my back you embrace
yourself in his arms and
we dance to the beat of
our heart's,
everytime our eye's
meet our heart's will
burn for each other's
embrace and touch,
as we sway to our love
will carry on,
only when
we dance.
PER CHANCE TO DANCE
synchronization
such a simple concept
as per a preconceived precept
and both so delicately adept
fluidly
as one
each step a humble bow to the sun
every beat a reverent blessing for the moon
while ceremoniously synchronized to the tune
every move calculated by an ovation and an overture of purity embraced
each of their steps, by the other so flawlessly traced
two hearts too close and each to make the other's race
while made, by the mysticism of music to move with utter grace
synchronization
following each other's lead
dedicated to the dance indeed
no errant thoughts to collide with memory's miscalculation
simply two souls adjudicating adulation
whilst waltzing with a partner's poised potential
synchronization
so reverential
with the essence of a dance essential
the embodiment of perfection as two are urged with urgency to float
lifted aloft by every lilting and preordained note
as the gentleman swings the lady around quite so sensually such as silk caught in an
Autumnal breeze
and the lady with such embraceable ease.....if you please
a pair fastened together by fascination while emulating an immaculate emotion
................synchronization
such a very special notion
(c) 2011....Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
MIGHT I HAVE THIS DANCE WITH MY SWEET I'VE YET TO MEET?
Upstairs is a pretty little music box that I love.
It has been waiting all alone for some years.
I have not heard its melody with my ears.
It stands in a dusty narrow attic above.
Walking among these things of an earlier day,
I reminisce of how I used to dance and sway.
I wound up the box, and the music would play.
Sweet memories are carrying me away.
Oh little music box, come downstairs with me.
Adorning the top of my dresser once more,
you will be something I’ll forever adore.
You will play and I will dance in harmony.
As night is falling
Hear... calling
As I go out... In the eve
Dressed up in my evening gown
As a Man comes... for me
He is all dressed up in his blues
As we go unto the ball
Gone out on the town after all
Dancing among the Stars
Romance under the moon light
Out dancing on town
Dancing within the night lights
Just until midnight
For when the clock strikes
Midnight..
Then I must leave
Quickly..
For I must go.. away
That way no one knows
Whom I am
Each week end
Dancing tis so much fun
Same ole thing
Hard to believe
Tis really... just a Dream
But.. I do..
I shall dance among the Stars
Singing Praises unto my King
My Lord.. my savior whom died for me
I shall rave.. and Dance for Jesus
I shall raise my hands and swing
I shall twirl about and dance
As my long hair fly's in air.. within the wind
As I twirl around for Jesus again.. and again
And Dance always for Jesus..
For He is the Only One
Then I shall.. dance.. the dance for Jesus
Raising and Praising unto my king
For everything.. His Glory Brings
Praises be to God... Always..
Come Dance for Jesus
Form:
As the piano begins to softly play,
We begin to write the lyrics to our song.
I cannot help but think of how life will be,
like an frozen dance floor slowly beginning to fill
with the echoing sounds of music,
and the prisoners of silence will begin to turn and be moved,
and will start to dance in the dusty ballroom,
slowly becoming light.
We find our rhythm and the melody of love
and begin to create the finished product,
and we join the dancers on the floor
and begin to play our song.
Together we have found the music of our soul.
Form:
bring it
to the people!
yea!
bring it
to the people!
join your hands
and dance now!
burninnnng
pyre of money!
burninnnng
pyre of money!
don't need it now!
don't need it now!
join your hands
and dance now!
love is all we need!
yea!
love is all we need!
all across
the nation!
burn those walls down!
yea!
burn those walls down!
join your hands
and dance now!
love is all we need!
yea!
love is all we need!
(repeat)