Rhythmic Poems - Poems about Rhythmic

If wisdom was a picture, how beautiful she’d be. Words melting into hues, in perfect harmony. Truth revealed for all to see in reflective symmetry. Like rhythmic waves flowing in an open sea. ...

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Meandering Rhythmic Transformations Imbued by ink attuned to think before my ships about to sink Reviewed hues of too much to soon leave room for Fred Astaire to croon Previews of life lived without strife illuminated throughout the night Subdued reflections of abject detections of realistic injections of true insight Humility among the labrynths of disguise and...

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The rhythm is unlocked, started to soar, steady and a rise, bit by bit T'was serpentine whim, charming shrunk to intertwine, an inferior misfit inferiority complex of an insect, whence the godly spoke in simile of a warm and then a tickling try to writhing noisy , kept unharmed and , never to harm The lyric in round,...

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Philosophical Rhymthmic Duality Imminent calamity collides with structured debate Virulent profanity confides with punctured ingrates An insolent generation of insanity resides with a debunked hate The innocent audacity presides over the opinions that rank and rate Alchimedes problem solving in the middle of the night Socrates deliberating over what is wrong and what is right Sophocles writing...

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Wear something nice Not to fancy Check the heels On those shoes Tonight I feel like dancing This is a lovers Interlude Iwe feel in love in Ole Dell Rio Under a Strawberry Moon It ain't that complicated It's our destiny I assume She's such a sophisticated Lady Darling can I hold your Hand It's a privilege to say Your my lady I'm so proud to be your man Now and then I would Answer If only you would...

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Couple coding : she combined the two first names to create one name. Fans of this character often loved these two people. While their characters were hot: they would often tour signing autographs, making a lot of money selling merchandise and meeting there fans.Key frames in animation often bridge the gap: between keyframes. It's a term called inbetweens. The...

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Melodic music depths me in deep thought… and as it is with such thoughts about our creator what we think and hope for can’t be divorced from place and time in history culture and ourstory… Our reality here is not of heaven but of this bi-polar earth and our freedom and liberation must be sought in this reality… Check it out… heaven is beyond time and earth-bound stories but as earthly beings we are fixed here in...

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Beneath the ancient boughs Stories of ages pass The copse of cedars stand silent As the wind sighs, whispers hidden secrets of time Their shadows waltz in the sun A play of light and dark The truths they veil in their green leaves Of memories, lost and found A rhythmic hymn of earth and sky. ...

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Intelligent musical talent begins with this, to relearn the timing within our soul, But other tactical psychological methods are busy swaying to and fro, To an obvious yet nefarious covert Rhythmic tyranny of Mind Control, Damaging trauma appears, disappears and reappears so often - irregardless whether anyone of us - really and actually know, Although - know; you ought...

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Love between the two of us is a rhythmic dance, a romance in the most sensual and subtle prelude we are wooed. We share amorous flirting without need for words asserting our intentions but sparked by an ember as we remember our yearning and burning flames of fire, the wanton desire. The nights spent together in love's passion, and the...

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Musical notes in sweet refrain Sentimental rhythms soothe the soul Nostalgic song in hearts remain Musical notes in sweet refrain Rhapsody of joy to attain Sing along as the lyrics roll Musical notes in sweet refrain Sentimental rhythms soothe the soul 11-4-2024 ...

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I entered the world of sleep, Where creations danced on waves. Cliffs loomed vast and deep, Their mystery stirred the brave. The rhythmic ocean’s motion, And the world’s life-laden view, Revealed secrets of the ocean, Surprisingly witnessed by few. I watched a sailor take his ride, Steering the boat with flair—then he fell. Though currents surged with the spring tide, I held tight to my precious...

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Dance to the sound of waves...

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The cymbals create, A mesmerizing sound Reaching their brass highs I sit listening to the blues come alive. The music is guiding me, Reminding me of sounds and sights We've infused our vibes, our lives In our tune's beat, making it sound all right! I stroll down the streets, I can hear the Musicians Nine They're blowing into their tin horns Enticing everyone around...

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In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar, Were jazz and jive spill from ajar, We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars, And speak in verses, raw and without pause. The city breathes, a living, pulsing beat, Its heart a drum, its voice a saxophone, We weave through streets, our words a rhythmic feat, In its sync with life yet distinctly...

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