Lute Poems - Poems about Lute

... "I follow the Moskva and down to Gorky Park- listening to the winds of change" - Scorpions All the heads of state and their spouses (or significant others) have arrived and been seated for thi......Read the rest...

...Unseen is the dark sky midst the pitch darkness. Owls howl-hoot. Vampire bats fly around. I sit, staring at the red moon. What has happened to me? What brute has made my lute mute? I'm mortified. ......Read the rest...

...Under the starry sky, where fireflies light up the dark, A cedar tree, old and wise, tells stories in the park. Its branches, a tangled web, shaped by many years of weather, Hold the dreams of tra......Read the rest...

...A Love Poem using words four letters or less. down from a star, high up on the hill I fell in love, when I saw you, a veil of deep gaze in your blue eyes, I read the poem of hope in your aura......Read the rest...

...In the realm of dreams and gaiety A rose blooms in my heart, glamour strikes with vivacity My stretched hand reaches to fondly pet the palm But like wind, the goddess ghostly evanesces with a ca......Read the rest...

...I went for a walk with an Aardvark In a forest of beer bottle trees, Entranced by their gentle swaying, Hanging and clinking in the breeze; And I found a top spanner bush Growing at a convenient......Read the rest...

...VIRGINAL GIRL begin the beguine.. Make your music mine LAUGHING GIRL joy's outflow-from eyes aglow GIRL WITH EARRING a look of love- into eternity's mirror LACEMAKING GIRL intricate detail ......Read the rest...

...I will love you until you can hear And fully understand my intentions. It's not puppy love. It's about dedications. I love you with an incredible passion, dear. I'm serious and dedicated to our......Read the rest...

...My priggish plump fingers frayed against the fretless neck of a thousand stringed lute each chord I strummed cracked open galloping gaseous spheres of scorching flame my velveteen vibrato co......Read the rest...

...I cannot express orally, how and how much, I am unable to say its source and its flow; Is it from a human or it has divine touch? Sometimes it is fiercely fast, and other times slow; Why it's oft......Read the rest...

...Your sigh indicates as though you are tired, sad, and worn out, Yet, how lovely is your song, dear breeze, how melodious! Flowing, with scent, from a source unknown to an unknown route, You make p......Read the rest...

... Try being nice; You might like it. Say "thank you"; You might like it! Say I apperciateyou;You might like it! I am writinglike this: I likeit! Say: Let us love you might like it! Say Iwillbeyourf......Read the rest...

...The Lute This is the time of meanings, secret codes, suddenly appearing unexplained. This is a dark time at the tippling edge of day. Now I speculate about what I am seeing, I link it to im......Read the rest...

...He filled his head with ballads, His fingers full of notes, He wore a jester’s hat And multicoloured coat. And he burst onto the street One Wednesday Market day, With his lute in his hand An......Read the rest...

...Acelere... Acelere sempre, viva cada momento, use cada oportunidade e faça do pouco, muito. Supere limites sem desistir e muito persistir; lute até o fim e vença; faça ago......Read the rest...