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Composition Poems - Poems about Composition

Premium Member Musical Composition
Start in slowly with a flute, or an English horn to toot. At a time most opportune, consider contrabassoon....

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Categories: composition, music, silly,
Form: Epigram
Premium Member A Limerick-Composing Old Man
A limerick-composing old man Devised a most devious plan. Rejecting convention, I fear I must mention, He fried all his verse in a pan....

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Categories: composition, age, funny, humor, humorous,
Form: Limerick



Composition in D Minor
Withered fingers Cannot play anymore; I drown in nuanced shades of blue, Not seeing, in my plight, My strings, wound tight, Suspending me Like a puppet, Tethered to life. I in my tattered clothes, Blue like sorrow, Torn like the heart that hopes, Unable to keep out the cold Or cover the secrets I hold— I am the man who mopes, ...

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Categories: composition, art, music, suicide,
Form: Free verse
Composition in blue
my tears are like an ocean i’m waiting by the beach for people that don’t exist and looking at the sea catching the next flight to a sinking island under a navy jeans sunset stars messing around like splotches of white paint from trying to erase the past the tears and the beach i wanted to forget that night and drown you in the ocean so that...

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Categories: composition, deep, depression,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cubist Composition
It’s all been decided for me I was told to get up and go To reap the harvests for free Which I had no idea to sow In a competition of fictions The most plausible won I bargained three new convictions For the price of the cheapest one I invested them in three essays Which I was relieved to forget I walked through the Roman...

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Categories: composition, appreciation, art, culture, destiny,
Form: Rhyme



A Nonsense composition
Problematic punctuation How could it be , mother dear , on my forehead , is it your Biloxi ? I had an entire morn, in good mourning, leaving for good, still it could! and in so many ways it is true, just know there to be true, at least to start somewhere, once again, forever, more! I...

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Categories: composition, caregiving,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dyslexic Composition
When stars ascend and illuminate moonlight, he sits in the midst of childhood confusion, bricks in ruby quartz, shape pearl-face of twilight, crafting a castle from artistic vision where secrets of his heart have unlocked windows; letters and numbers, no longer mere shadows, architecting comfort through mini figures that masquerade ticking truth of lonely hours. Dyslexic mind moulds an armored foundation, lego became...

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Categories: composition, emotions, meaningful,
Form: Rispetto
Vibrant Conecction
Photosynthesis the Rosin, Rosin who which makest me ...

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Categories: composition, music,
Form: Ballad
Premium Member Composition
I feel the great dog approaching, playing his rhythm on the usual sway of the deck, a counterpart celebrating the sky and water that holds us. Beau, tongue lolling in tune with temperature’s wand, has come to lounge after his morning swim. Settling next to me, he shakes Damariscotta water on me, wedding us to the rocks that enriched it when this place...

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Categories: composition, animal, creation, environment, water,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Composition
Music blends beautiful with grace Silencing frustrations, erasing Broken with restoration, mending Hearts, feelings – blending Hopes and dreams, imaginations Promises soft like inspiration, Laughing at the moon, starlight whispers Glistening prayers – fading Just beyond the seas of sapphire Edged in silence, promising the moon There will be a new season, A fresh start, like the prayer in her heart Who hears the memory and...

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Categories: composition, appreciation, music, peace,
Form: Free verse
A Composition Notebook
Before I had a loose leaf And no spirals were around, A composition notebook Would on classroom desks be found. With their classic black-white covers In a marbled-type design, They were owned by every student Who would fill in every line. Now, of course, they’re kind of retro And they come in every hue So the covers have these swirls of white With red or...

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Categories: composition, school, writing,
Form: Rhyme
The Last Poem, Translation of a Composition of Rabindranath Tagore
Have you heard the symphony, the voyage of an eternal time? Its Chariot is the swiftest one, gone soon, gone long Beating hearts touch the innermost mind Darkness. wrapped in encircled mourning, befallen with the fallen, starlight. O My Friend ! That nomadic time, a traveler one Engulfed me again, with her embracing vest of time Took me to her gypsy churn, A...

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Categories: composition, poems,
Form: Free verse
Adlibb and Phade
They called it Allusvain Sandite The layer beneath The sircrete, which Had used both cement And tar to create a Permanent seal. They used bankrun gravelsoil To cover the aircrete And when dried they soothed The surface with A high quality concrete. Ten inches thick in a Reinforced concrete layer Filled with sand and stone The rooftop for the hobbit House. A masterpiece Beautiful, at a fraction of The cost Lumberyard scrap walls Encompasses...

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Categories: composition, anger, art, motivation, repetition,
Form: Bio
Adlibb and Phade
They called it Allusvain Sandite The layer beneath The sircrete, which Had used both cement And tar to create a Permanent seal. They used bankrun gravelsoil To cover the aircrete And when dried they soothed The surface with A high quality concrete. Ten inches thick in a Reinforced concrete layer Filled with sand and stone The rooftop for the hobbit House. A masterpiece Beautiful, at a fraction of The cost Lumberyard scrap walls Encompasses...

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Categories: composition, anger, art, motivation, repetition,
Form: Bio
Adlibb and Phade
You maybe my fiancce But my wedding plans ain't with you I am that whore you Imaged Surreal but it's true. The es of your Conversation The cheater you Made into The whore that you Loved The trick you turned me Into The hawk, when I was a dove If I am a Bytch Than you are A dog You're ah husband Of ah Butch Ah Husband of Ah bytch. Tell you're lover I wish to be Pregnant. Turn them tricks Some...

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Categories: composition, anger, art, motivation, repetition,
Form: Bio

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