Sing Poems - Poems about Sing

May we all at least once on our lifetime (because oh what a thrill it brings) be blessed to be in attendance… when a whale starts to sing. ...

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In the mystery of night, when stars sing a forgotten hymn, I travel through the shadows of silence, seeking an abstract truth within. Through labyrinths of thoughts, an underground river carries me, With each ripple, closer to the star that ceased to be. In the whispers of the wind, I hear the call of ancient deities, Pouring into my soul...

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On the paths of silence, where stars sing their forgotten light, I walk with the shadows of thoughts, seeking an unseen meaning, In the depths of the soul, where the springs of wisdom flow, Carrying with me desires and regrets, like a sweet burden. You are my Rock, my Fortress, in you I find my lost song, You are my...

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Did you hear? What was that? The wild wind? Here I stand, with flowers, all colors. A rose talks, lilies sing, cactus cry....

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In the deep silence of the night, when the stars sing their longing for light, I find myself floating among the shadows of unfulfilled dreams, lost. Breath becomes an esoteric rhythm, an incantation of life and death, While my mind whispers like an echo from forgotten depths: breathe. The night is an ocean of thoughts, a labyrinth of unrest...

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-------------------- Not knowing what the times sing, we, Forest flames well before spring, we, Our joy of life nowhere in sight, At festive times fidgeting we. ------------------------ Life’s not just a stray piece of time Given to us, reason nor rhyme, It has a full spectrum of shades-- Far violets to infra reds, A journey and rare odyssey, Seldom do we live all alive, And set off...

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I'll teach you the ping pong song. You can all sing along -  the ping song, ping song, ping song.   The words are easy. You can't sing wrong. Sing it loud and sing it strong - sing pong, sing pong, sing pong. ...

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I sing the praises of Sterilite (even Mary Poppins would tout a plug for said company she would spout forcing playthings scattered helter skelter retreating into their respective bins analogous to a defeated army beating a hasty retreat after a major rout against all odds fighting off the aggressive incursion of a trumpeting lout, which troops use weapon of choice namely breath issuing "Kraut" which in German,...

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breathless at line's end with the phrase too long to sing I asked for right time ~ No syllables after noon No words beyond 9:30...

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Summer stares, graceful as the quiet chirps birdsong, let’s sing along… joy unfolding, on wings listening for His voice in the heart, the soul, anyplace growing old, while the summer restores the heart, the soul breaking out in sweats of golden sunlight, bursting from the heat melodies so sweet… gently playing against the ache of a silent knowing, His love unfolding, like a distant star, reflecting all...

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There are songs that you will never sing There are lips that will never speak There are voices that you will never hear And there are some hearts that you cannot move For the world don’t know the rhythm Stay on the path that you are on and destiny Will compose a new song The rhythm is bellowing in my ear But...

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I can still feel your lips on mine, And your fingers tangled in my hair. I still smell your sweet perfume— It lingers softly in the air. It’s as if you're with me every hour, As if your love gives my heart its power. As if I’ve known you a thousand years— And would fall for you again through joy and tears. Won’t...

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The Beatles - Lay it to me Sponsor : Charles Messina A Hard’s Days Night A hard day’s night, boss outta sight blankets warm, everything’s all right let’s snuggle, cuddle, no more storm lovely voice on high, good in form peace reigns on Earth, after mad work baby is chuckling, gone is stork sing to stars and beckoning moon guitar...

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Meant to coo and to sing doves now wear war wings A world that’s up in flames a coo cannot reclaim ...

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His life without a song He’s got it all wrong Can’t even sing the blues if he can’t tie his shoes ...

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