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Music is the Mastermind

We have incoming,

A soundwave invasion,

Harmonic vibrations,

Don't change the station,

Embrace the sensation.

Come, ride that wave in,

Invoking all emotions,

The ocean of notes,

A potent healing potion.

Music is my Medicine,

Tones start sinking in,

Notes are singing,

Bringing peace.

Ringing,

Through existence,

Releasing,

The resistance,

Trapped in my mind.

Music is my Medicine,

The Rhythm moves on in.

Fingers start dancing,

My feet are moving,

My body gets grooving,

Feeling the Flow.

My heartbeat

Categories: mastermind, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Mastermind

We are masterminds.
We can be cunning,
But sometimes, we need a break from deception.
They wonder about that.
We smile less, and act as tired as we feel.
Standing with them at the crosswalk.
We never cross, we never trust green lights.
All us masterminds…
Hesitate too long…
Get left behind.
We can try to be cunning.
But sometimes that’s all they need.
To find us

Categories: mastermind, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

Mastermind

Alone twiddling their thumbs, 
the chaotic mastermind 
sat in eternal quander of why 
they never really had any sort of control
at all;

Undisciplined and oblivious 
ringing in the air like bells 
the mastermind’s thoughts stood clamoring 
as he remained locked in silence;

A safety net of disconnect;
Chaotic Mastermind 
you’re not deep you’re flying;
You’re not sharing a message

Categories: mastermind, emotions, feelings, peace,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Mind and Mastermind

The mind is consciousness and brain is mastermind
Brain is writer and brain is fighter
Brain is fear and brain is tear
Brain is smile and brain is dear
Brain is cab and brain is a lab
Brain is beam and brain is the theme
Brain is one and brain is a team.

Categories: mastermind, 12th grade, best friend,
Form: Classicism

Me Late Mum, a Holly Day Mastermind Maven Maverick

Way back before this baby boomer waz astute
countless decades before aye became long in the tooth,
and also prior tomb ma sporting dentures to boot
fond memories rush more than so far back
envisioning illusory wind blown steppes
(wait...this visage belongs to thine
long since deceased maternal grandfather
hub hill eave didst hail from Kiev,

or some place thereabouts) within the mind
of

Categories: mastermind, age, angel, childhood, christmas,
Form: Light Verse

The Poetic Mastermind of These Times

The Poetic Mastermind of these times, 
Penetrating with organically written rhymes,
Before you now, I’ve already won, 
Speaking in fluent poetic tongues, 
To all the puppets blindly strung,
Classic lyrical plots, stung by the gunshots on some drastic target practice,
From the abyss spilling Illmatic proof within hidden truths, 
Clues dance, forbidden tests laying to rest dogmatic tactical

Categories: mastermind, allegory, art, future, rap,
Form: Free verse

Mastermind

Catacombs of memories..swirl. 
Fusions of light..
Wisp frantically..
Playing with my brain.
Serpents dance to the sound.
the sound of peace in my mind. 
Smokey visions of angels in blue.
Violins enchant.
Orchestra sounds..
Jesters practice for the King.
A Camel lays in the sand. 
The sun's last radiance..
pierce the darkened sky.
Salt in the sea breeze..
I breathe.
I duck into the tent. 
Lantern's glow

Categories: mastermind, dream,
Form: Free verse

Mastermind

Fantastical our minds...

MASTERMIND

Catacombs of memories..swirl. 
Fusions of light..
Wisp frantically..
Playing with my brain..
Serpents dance to the sound..
the sound of peace in my mind. 
Smokey visions of angels in blue.
Violins enchant.
Orchestra sounds..
Jesters practice for the King.
A Camel lays in the sand. 
The sun's last radiance..
pierce the darkened sky.
Salt in the sea breeze..
I breathe.
I duck into the tent.

Categories: mastermind, dream, peace,
Form: Free verse

The Poet Mastermind

This poem is dedicated to all the amazing poets here on Poetrysoup!!


The poet mastermind
Is back again - Beware!
She’s got her pen, and thriving muse
for poetry - her lair.

She puts her pen on paper,
And words begin to flow.
Her sentences, are one by one,
starting to shape and grow.

They then turn into verses,
only a part of the masterpiece
which

Categories: mastermind, dedication,
Form: Rhyme

Mastermind

Mastermind

String bean of a youth because of an eating disorder
Found a cure for that ailment called Mary Jane
Grown a little bit south of the Tijuana border
Fleet of both feet and wit, Oop’s I forgot about the tongue
And a magnet for lots of chicks both old and young
Speaking quite softly yet carrying a very big stick

Categories: mastermind, childhood
Form: Prose Poetry

The Mastermind

The Mastermind isn't keen or shy.
Though some have deemed him pretty sly,
His life just keeps on passing by
And in the end, he’s a normal guy.

He speaks good French but he's not from France.
He lives in a dream, dwells in a trance.
His life never quite seems too advanced
But he thinks it’s a fine song and dance.

He

Categories: mastermind, introspection, lifelife,
Form: Rhyme

The Mastermind

So many words cannot explain it
 And line by line I will frame it
 Who is the mastermind
 Look hard and you will find Him in this rhyme
 Look hard and you will find Him at the right time
 The mastermind
 
 I look forward to progress
 With no set backs
 Many give and take

Categories: mastermind, imagination, mystery, visionary, words,
Form: I do not know?