Musician Poems - Poems about Musician

...The labyrinth of the mind transforms into a somber temple, where glyphs of thought intertwine, And beneath the dome of the nocturnal sky, hearts like ancient scrolls unfold and burn in incantations.......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

... “The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.” Rumi Love......Read the rest...

...Have you ever sat or laid down Deep in thoughts that float Into your mind and your imagination Creates a movie What if those thoughts made you think About your ancestors and what kind of life......Read the rest...

...The Eiffel Tower stabbed at a midnight as blue as an old Muddy Waters track. From a distance, its lace-iron skeleton looked like a slick and oily spider-web crowned with a glittering neon diamond......Read the rest...

...Started his career as a playback musician He took no much time to reach the lead position Renowned as a singer, dancer, and songwriter Overwhelmed with heavy loads of musical flair Stunningly, ......Read the rest...

...A poet is a musician The instrument he/she plays are words The heart of a musician is the essence of song So when Lord Alfred Tennyson defined Poetry as “the rhythmical creation of beauty” He ......Read the rest...

... Burnt sienna waves, laughing – pleasant days, Full of light, seas infused with hope, Soft sounds of roaring peace, still and cool, Falling like stars who have mastered the art of reflecting, Th......Read the rest...

...He set hearts on fire With gifted voice, guitar dreams, Stifled urge to breath, just breath, Exhaling the still, cool peace, More than just make believe, Not just instinct – but grief, The war ......Read the rest...

...Sue played the tuba, the sax, drums and the horn. You can play them in the field, next to the corn. Her parents were not musical, which made her forlorn. The scarecrow loved music though, his name......Read the rest...

... Soak in the palmolive snake oil tonic. The cool stalk of my ebonics on hydroponics. Get stuck in the matrix of my convicts, of hooker phonics. Get high off of my knock off water on the br......Read the rest...

... Love is a silent emotion, invisible to open eyes. But, I saw the naked soul of her enigma - my universal truth. A pristine state of perfection. As her 'silence' whispe......Read the rest...

...A pure Hawaiian of rare birth, living a life somewhat carefree, fed farm animals by this squirt, sticks and stones were real toys indeed, set trash ablaze, be on alert, a barefoot countr......Read the rest...

... The silent song of Chester Gray, a murderous affair This quiet soul of little word, not known of him to share This eve upon a moaning moor, a pier of rotted wood A body lay a......Read the rest...

...A mouse that plays a violin, you are kidding, right? I rolled my eyes at her disbelief, ignoring the gentle slight. Come on! You are serious? Where did he get his violin? Remember the music box yo......Read the rest...