Song. Poems - Poems about Song.

"No one dare Disturb the sound of silence" Quote taken from the Sounds of Silence by Paul Simon. Echoes of a lingering quiet time, When no one hears the bells that chime. Through the abyss I feel myself falling. My voice cant be heard, although I am calling. Silence has deserted me...

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Through the academic years The feeling of uncertain and fear Here I am on graduation day being my personal preserver The studies were hard and long I wondered is higher learning where I belong There were numerous exams Research papers imaginable I got through it all The lectures were focused on concise being pure concepts It was “MIND OVER MATTER” that become concrete I...

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Parting Spring Hiku 22 spring bidding g –o –o -d b –y -e warm breeze w ~h ~I ~s...

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Staying Out of Reach-The Siren’s Story She was a fish out of water, only in the metaphorical sense, for the sea was her song and her home, where she played, where she laid her head, and where she was taught to bite with the most melodic twang, but she loved humanity, and her sisters hated her...

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Alternatively, to incorporate eggs by hand: Let dough cool in saucepan, stirring frequently, until it registers 145°F on an instant-read thermometer. Add eggs 1 at a time, stirring well between additions until each egg is fully incorporated before adding the next, until a smooth, shiny paste forms. Use choux right away, or hold at room temperature...

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A subtle change in the rhythm of the breaths taken, Now that your hand has come to rest on my side. I forget, for a moment, to breathe at all. Now a gasp to fill lungs that suddenly feel empty And that sound becomes the song of seduction to which our bodies long to dance. This is how we fall in...

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whimsical wildflower I can hear you~whispering wonders in songs...

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Sitting separate intertwined in togetherness Hearts raced until a single embrace Touch was the remedy to one's anxiousness A cool like breeze swept the room The pace is slowed as the beat reduces its cadence Warmth is now the welcoming of a new Comfort has expanded and covered both individuals No longer separate as the equation has...

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Fingertips fall— not like stones, but like rain, plucked silver threading the air. Each string holds a hush, a breath not yet forgotten. The musician builds— not a score, but the curve of a heron’s wing skimming dusk softly vanishing in a single glissando. The guzheng does not speak. It spills: vibrato, a tide rising then breaking against memory. Sound leans back— not toward silence ——but toward a distant shore we once heard. ________________ Note: Guzheng is a traditional Chinese musical instrument....

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(Inspired by Prince song When Doves Cry) A lonely world, they say, for a boy and a girl. Maybe I'm just too much like my father. Why do we scream at each other? This isn't love's soft pearl. How can I live through this heartache? Another tear will smother. Maybe I'm just too much like my father. We try to live...

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[pre-chorus] That flash that stuns your eyes makes you hold your breath shiver to your toes ruins your rest [chorus] Thats me, I bring the lightning, I can start the fire burning brightly things can go on for hours [verse 1] I learned a long time ago how to set match to the tinder and make things all aglow dancing crackling cinder It takes intention and focus and knowing where to...

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leaves dancing echoing prayerful winds stories written in heaven songs playing, surreal dewdrops blessings arising hearts breathing gently painting shadows dreams composed of light times melodies ~ timeless ~ melodies times light of composed dreams shadows painting gently breathing hearts arising blessings dewdrops surreal, playing songs heaven in written stories winds prayerful echoing dancing leaves ...

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Once, I sang without thinking— notes spilling like sunlight through trembling leaves, a language woven from breath and wind, a melody that painted the endless sky, dancing on the morning breeze, weaving stories of hope and light. My voice was free, each note a flickering flame, threading the world together from dawn’s first blush to twilight’s soft sigh, lifting hearts and stirring dreams with the simple gift of...

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[Verse 1] She came to me like a late-night spark, Whispered words in the quiet dark. Didn’t know her name, but I felt the pull— My hands went numb, my heart got full. Line by line, she lit my soul, The kind of fire you don’t control. Thought she’d stay, thought she was mine— Didn’t see the ending, not that time. [Chorus] I loved her...

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I meander along drifting like a ribbon, curling in the breeze, bending like a river ...

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