Music Rhyme Poems | Examples
These Music Rhyme poems are examples of Rhyme poems about Music. These are the best examples of Rhyme Music poems written by international poets.
Don't try to understand too hard.
The lyrics you may disregard.
For, in life's song, you must see
the meaning's in the melody.
The room is stripped of shape and shade,
Where colors blur, and contours fade.
No mirrors watch, no eyes critique,
As silence yields to what they seek.
The music breathes, a sudden tide,
A map that forms from deep inside.
The cello hums against the floor,
A heavy footstep at the door.
They step into the weightless air,
Unbound by sight, immune to stare.
The treble sparks, a silver spark,
That cuts a path across the dark.
They spin on rhythms felt, not seen,
The space between becomes a queen.
A tilt of chin, a sweeping hand,
They trace the contours of the land.
For sight is bound to wall and stone,
But movement claims the sky alone.
They do not miss the candle’s gleam,
Who dance inside the fabric’s seam.
What splendor, this melodic, lyrical tune
Lilting neath, this hypnotic, miracle moon
Mozart's mortal delight, sings in portals of light
What magical moments, these moments in June
In dancing, as experienced by my eyes,
I see figures of beauty and of grace,
in steps, choreographed or improvised,
moving rhythmically through space;
but, as I see others, I become aware
that others may set eyes on me as well,
another circumstance, altogether,
as they see a homely man without hair,
not an Arthur Murray clientele,
and much heavier than a feather.
Yet, by replacing sight with other senses,
I find it was my eyes that did impede,
with self-conscious, self-constructed fences,
but now, my joyous spirit has been freed,
and I can connect, engage, and hear,
as my body, merges with the sound
of the rhythm and the melody,
and my feet, my heart, my soul, my ear,
lose themselves as I twirl madly round -
thankful that I can no longer see.
Gotta get the kinks out of his keyboard
warm up well before he performs
Like a fencer plays with the tip of his sword
sets his fingers to fly like a unicorn ...
Ah, but that's simple: it’s a pianist, you say
poets don’t speed along their way
Consider this, though, my newfound friend ~
poets race their thoughts as they round the bend
As a violin cries, my voice soars
And as I move towards The Lord
With my chords and my cords
Singing of the heavenly rewards
(We are God’s instruments)
It is He Who invents
And uses us as His instruments
He produces with musical implements
Every instrument that repents
For The Holy Spirit (you see)
I am a wind wood who breathes
And gives up each breath
As the symphony will progress
So play on piano (ebony, ivory and hoary)
God has given us gifts for His glory
And God is instrumental in our salvation
(As He was also in His creation)
As the stars sang and in each angel’s refrain
Listening for the trumpet blast at the end of days
And we sing of (God, as He descends from above)
Jesus: The Way, Truth, and Life, The Ancient of Days
She dances to music constantly
Although she is blind and cannot see
Dancing is something she does adore
And pledges to dance for evermore.
She sees herself inside her minds eye
In dancing gear that would make one sigh
And sequinned shoes that sparkle in time
To every twist and turn, rhythm and rhyme.
To her blindness is not a hazard
In her heart dancing truly matters
Keeps her positive, energised, fit
Because of course she loves the music.
Upon the dance floor she found romance
A man who fell for her at first glance
He became her sight, her guiding light
Dancing together both day and night.
They wed, she glowed in her bridal dress
Though blind she saw it all in her head.
The train pulling into the dance floor
Upbeat galore
Love, Peace, Music and Soul
R&B Hip Hop energized high
Music that doesn’t Stop
Dance Line Feel
Maneuvering associate
Rhythm smooth
Soul Train Rule
Portal Soul Train
Schedule of Dance moves
Flexibility center
Songs to dance along
Peace in spirit
Soul in heart
Music in amp
Love Embrace
Soul Train encounter
Soul Train Dance Front and center
Soul Train Minute.
With glossy lips and many quips, she
Busted onto our screens,
Midst applause she chortled
And careened.' trod the boards, and praised the Lord, made
A hoard with dollywood, it all looked
good,
Then she went obscene, was a vax-keen
Queen, pumping that song, it was oh so wrong..Yet let God alone judge, He alone sees
Through all the fudge.)
One of my greatest days
I've experienced in my life
Would easily be August 24th
The day you became my wife
You walked down the aisle
As a music begin to play
I stood waiting at the altar
For so long I dreamed this day
I was so full of happiness and joy
And I was standing there with you
All my dreams prayers and wishes
At that moment were coming true
Together we stood in front of that church
For God and are friends and family to see
Joining are two lives together as one
In a simple and beautiful ceremony
Looking at you with your hand in mine
We vowed to love each other forever
And to always be at by each others side
Believing that our love nothing could sever you
I once was a serious poet
rubbing my forehead ‘til it wrinkled
Scratched my beard night and day
spreading flakes of dandruff every which way
But then I had an epiphany
writing pop songs was ten times as easy
I limited my lyrics to ‘O, Baby’
the rest of my story ~ pure gravy
He cannot speak or say a word.
His singing voice is seldom heard,
but sadly, he will hum,
and gently, he will strum...
the little hummingbird.
I went to Carolina in my mind
to see what I could find.
Oh, but it was awesome -
the Carolina possum.
Come and ride the merry-go-round
Horses up, horses down
Hang on to the pole, don’t you fall
Say hello to the circus clown
Come and hear the calliope
Close your eyes and count to three
Cheerful music, spirits soar
Laughter sails across the sea
Come and ride the merry-go-round
Welcome to our happy town
We pull up stakes in two more days
Our sand dial is the bright sun’s rays
Listening to songs, like turning pages of a book
Just to hear what I need to and not overlook
any insight or lesson I may need right now
All to find a way to survive longer, somehow
I need to feel the meaning, take in what I hear
in so many songs I have heard year to year
I must relax to survive all these things
and come to terms with what life brings
So, I listen to these talented people who each gave a gift
out there for us to lean on, in a life we may drift
Heidi Sands
8/22/26
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