Sounds Poems - Poems about Sounds

It aint so ridiculous I mean someone so meticulous would like to have an evening with you You makeit sound strange things rearanged it's a spendid kinda thing you do I wouldn't have it any other way and I aint to ashamed to say I really like the things you do Say it aint so but I'll have you to know aint nothing like a night with you Best of the best heads above...

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Its so obvious. Ah fool in love sets themselves up Its very clear to. ...

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Settling on a data two lovers compromise saw on her face her smile was her disguse it's a specail day Baby the look in your eyes tells every thing it make me want to sing It makes me want to sing with you a sense of emotional and musical culmination ah gradule increase in volume more of the lovers lyric defined by there value Your smile sings the song your kiss...

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I am overcome with a sense of dread, when hearing talk of that leg injury. It becomes an atrocious time machine throwing me viciously on to my couch. Will it ever feel like normal again? I wish I could just flush bad memories. My mind is now flooded with memories and I am vibrating with rhythmic dread. I’m...

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Silent Sounds And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening From The Sounds of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel We speak in sentences that have no meaning Empty words flow from the mouths of fatuous politicians, but who listens. Earbuds drown out the cacophony of crowded streets as we hurry to...

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He spoke to Atoms in the night. "Come together and let there be light! Neutrons and protons "Bond for Me! Electrons come, make Me the Sea!" He sprinkled stars into the night. To fill His children with delight! He reached into the rich earth sand. And there created His first child Man. "Just one child!" He said "Won't do! I desire to have...

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Empty ears hear broken memories on replay Or was it Broken ears hear empty memories all the day long? Either way these ears have forgotten the use of beautiful music, and the tunes that once gave its master vigor in the beginning...

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Cornichons The Cute Kind Tasse and Gobelet are lovers. Two beautiful peacocks. I made a wager on the horses ,but didn't wanna tell my friends. The woman said. She would listen to Organ music during the day often times she'd sing along with the words to the songs: she had an old book with songs,rhymns and poems in it. She'd get up early in...

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I love you Sounds like candy When it rolls off your tongue So sweet It's bound to fill my mouth With cavities I imagine you talking to me I go word by word Visualizing the eye contact Dreaming of the way Your voice sounds I listen to your audio messages Basking in the bliss Smiling like the first time I heard them Euphoric in the way I can hear your...

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Paul Frederick Simon who is nicknamed rhymin’ for a while on Art Garfunkel was reliant and gave us The Sounds of Silence ...

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quiver across limbs perching mockingbird mimic a sound that last forever in our memory ...

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The sky is falling quietly down The evening starts to glow You let her out in the garden Commanding off you go The dusk is growing deeper And through the shift of time I hear you calling “Pippa!” And she comes back, and I Hear your “good girl” to her And Pippa wags her tail She licks your face, the image blurs You smile, the sounds...

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Who hears the song of the rivers running incessantly towards the sea...? The sounds of the sun's rays opening the morning curtains...? Who hears the murmur of the colors when they are surprised on the screens...? Who notices the natural whisper of the dew at the foot of the mountain...? And the clouds in the sky sliding...? Who hears the mystical song of the autumn leaves falling... and the mysterious music of the...

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In a world of shadows and sounds that break, Where thoughts flow like a river seeking its course, I'm enveloped by the scent of a trembling memory, Like a pale light on the falling autumn leaves. I feel myself collapsing into the abyss of silence, Where echoes of the past whisper stories Of lost happiness and stolen smiles, In a fragile dance...

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Now, a year has turned, a joyful sight, Embraced by warmth and radiant light. Sunshine smiles, as memories gleam, Today you savor, a happy dream. One page again leads to another's call, Rivers of blessings flow once and for all. ©bfa031125 (Birthday of Bro. Nestor M. Panganiban)...

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