Short Soundtrack Poems
Short Soundtrack Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Soundtrack by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Soundtrack by length and keyword.
Summertime soundtrack
cause we ended as lovers
kaleidoscope jam
we danced in paradise lost
my September bridge of sighs
I could float in space
I’d hear you in the silence;
Echoing so loud
an unplanned discovery;
You’re the soundtrack to the sky.
Moonlight and wind chimes,
the thunder is jarring me;
Echoed by the tide
playing a moody soundtrack
pulling on my restless soul.
She's the endless soundtrack playing in all film theaters.
10/7/2016
Silent One's Contest:
Lets talk about ANDREA DIETRICH one liner
americano extra large in hand
coffeehouse soundtrack playing mellow in the background
muse with pen all set
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Rhythm and flow continuously bring forth intense bliss,
Streaming notes are the cause to the activity of graceful hips,
Music is the everlasting soundtrack to conscious life.
Music
Can be the soundtrack of the soul
Music can make you dance
....Makes you feel free
Music
It speaks to you
In many ways
Can make you laugh
Or cry
Music
I luv it
Makes me feel
-Free
Makes me wanna
dance and sing
Music
I am a violinist with knives
read the scores/scars on my arms
follow the soundtrack of my life in a gallileo symphony
play the cello falls
the flute lifts
the steady beating of a timpony
play my life
play the climatic ending
watch the curtain fall
the audiance clap
goodnight
Form:
In this world all is musical...
The smile is a joyful song,
crying is a sad chant...
All perform music ...
The birds,
the rivers,
the waterfalls
the waves of the sea... until
silence is music for who
can hear...
Music in life,
is the soundtrack
that accompanies us,
ever... !
When the sheeple stay away
The black sheep throw one hell
of a party;
Knocking down walls with rock n roll,
Sending a rhythm down the block
calling the Rebels with their soul;
TKO on the ground;
What's the soundtrack to the fight?
Anarchy dances through the night,
Everything blurs with the sunrise.
Why do you have to order the blade
Am using it to shave
Why do you want to shave
I shave because we shave
I shave because they shave
I shave because am too shave
I shave so the underneath can be smooth
During the meeting of two body's forming a soundtrack
Lying, and pushing slowly on them self.
Just another first
Oh the joy of having a 3 year old grandson
Who I can share my love
And loves with.
And so today
I buy him his first CD
Soundtrack to Curious George
By an artist I listen to.
“Without you I was broken
But I’d rather be broke down
With you by my side.”
Indeed!
(11/13/23)
Open
Close
1,2,3
High School Musical 2 Soundtrack
Hannah Montana Forever
Shake it up: Live 2 dance
Disc Ex-Change
Crash my Party
The Incredible Machine
The Outsiders
Open
Close
The many faces of ACDC
Theory of a Deadman
Shinedown
Open
Close
Display
Unable to play disc
24 October 2019
Sun warmed grass beneath my back
invites a nap beneath a tree
But whispered songs in wind's soundtrack
reveals a growing urgency
until a drop has christened me
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7/14/16
Contest: "One Stanza-One Only"
Sponsor: Broken Wings
~ Reminiscent of 'Where have you gone,
Joe Dimaggio,' from the soundtrack
of the movie, 'The Graduate.' ~
Where have you gone, O Pinocchio
a nation turns its aching heart to you
Fi-fie-phoo…
Though you became a donkey
wooden head, check out Mamdani
~ He’s the stubborn mule
I still think of you
Bed Peace by Jene Aiko
a soundtrack to memories
I can't quite forget
You're moved on now
and I'm happy where I am
I don't understand why
but you still cross my mind
I wonder a lot
if I'm your one that got away
We never dated but
I loved you regardless
Memories of your bed
still linger in my mind
Bite marks like a brand
the constant
music in my mind
melodic loops
and melodies
transposed lines
juxtapose the left
brain video that
could be a photo
of you
for you
to me
your face filling
the screen but only
your eyes blink
as your silver smile
stays the same
all the while
my soundtrack
plays back around
again and again
the electric guitar
synapse riff of
Crazy Train
Form:
My mind a cave of favorite characters
And greatest hits
A life time of connections and sidekicks
Frank Zappa plays the soundtrack
In a tumble of tightly compressed acoustic riffs
A genius long gone, but ever present.
When he’s done he says,
In tightly compressed electronic bytes
“May we burn it all down.”
And I wake refreshed
To another day, another dawn.
(9/17/26)
secs, saint so still.
no restraint when
great wisdom - faint
from accent spills.
has my back - God
of love - soundtrack
keeps no record
of wrongs, slow to
anger. i’ll go
where stirs the heart’s
former brr, warms
the soul, prefers
the morning song -
its airborne wings
of the reborn.
12/8/2020
Bauk Than - Than Bauk
Sponsor: Charles Messina
secs - short for seconds
brr - cold
Ash
It falls
And lay still
Burning city
But it’s still my home
Smoke clouds inhabit skies
And skyscrapers crumble down
We watch from the cliffside and mourn
A disaster soundtrack lacking sound
We only hear the ashes falling
Everything we loved, now debris
The sun charred over with greed
Memories in piles
The darkness warns me
Suffocation
We lay still
And breathe
Dross
Slick urban sheen
Motion through shadow and light
Lights pass by
Glowing flight of time
Dark frames the picture
Figures glimpse out of sight
Lights break the dark mass
Speed through the night
Engines hums a soundtrack
Hard rev, smooth to fierce
Crack of turbo gunfire
Rage contained on wheels
Listen to the engine
Listen to the night
Listen to your heartbeat
Feel the desire to drive
Music pulses through my veins
The notes play the cells of my brain
Index and pinky finger extend from the palm
The cement sways beneath my feet
The notes play the cells of my brain
Bodies clash as vocals arise
The cement sways beneath my feet
I hear the soundtrack to my life
Bodies clash as vocals arise
Index and pinky finger extend from the palm
I hear the soundtrack to my life
Music pulses through my veins
The soundtrack of “Hamilton”
Gives me a lift
Which is better, to me,
Than a typical gift.
From the opening chords
(Which repeat several times),
I am steeped in delight
By the music and rhymes.
Sitting still’s not a choice
When the rapping begins
And no matter your tastes,
Every listener wins.
If you’ve somehow missed out,
Please take me at my word
For the “Hamilton” songs
Are the best you’ll have heard.
The house and barn have surrendered,
burrowing under the loose dirt of the sun.
Echoes run from house to barn, from barn to house,
a ritornello hurried along on the skirts of the wind.
In the ruined barn, decay finds its own language,
children still run here.
A transmission has leached from puttering feet;
it rattles the bones of embalmed mice.
A soundtrack of texture
running from barn to house - from house to barn.
Against cold feet
warm extremities
Feeling forever foutunate
Holding loves waistline
joy from behind
The moon makes the moments last longer on earth as it shines
Fetal positioned opposites
Caught in an inseparable bind
Divine kisses to the spine
this euphoria of mine
Created just for me in the beginning of time.
My heart is a super producer
Making my favorite Instrumental
Shes Moaning a spiritual soundtrack
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