Vibratos Poems - Poems about Vibratos

...Is there enough adjectives I can use, to sew these sensitive sensations to you, when my dandelion heart is dense with combustible phrases, and my sunken soul is weeping into the wearines......Read the rest...

...“When I am silent, I fall into the place where everything is music.” Rumi If life was a song, what would be your refrain? When instruments of fate performed in a ballad of s......Read the rest...

...My mind is a puzzle of cryptic metaphors. whilst searching for my sanity, I've become my own worst enemy. In this cauldron of despair, time is like sand in my hand - an oxymoron poetic paradox......Read the rest...

...Whispers are battling with my soul’s delight, Shining on half of my senses in time. Mute the translation in its rhythm away from the drum beat in my mind. What the micro vibratos may mean to thi......Read the rest...

...Music of My Soul The earth ever composes mystical arias for me That taste the splendor in thunder’s profusion, Then touch the silent metronomes of lyric waves free To hypnotize my pulse in mov......Read the rest...

...Earth Music The earth ever composes mystical arias for me That taste the splendor of rolling thunder, To touch the silent metronomes of lyric waves That hypnotize my presto pulse in movements ......Read the rest...

...These words I write rest, riff, repeat half and whole notes within. It vibratos, quavers, and resonants in your noggin. Strumming soberly on my-six standard snapped, worn and improvised heart str......Read the rest...

...-Daily Poetry #6, February 3, 2017- Word: Perfume The night's life is aglow with the neon lights that are bright, But here in this lively place, it's alight with lust. In this place, bei......Read the rest...

... The soul speaks to you instinct gliding on a riff it echoes your name love Dearest heart whispers gliding back and forth to ......Read the rest...

...Pure fear Blood rushing Pure fear! The exhilarant rush of ones Inhalation and exhalation... (Of ones own beating heart):) Pure fear ! A grimy situation Just for the so called ......Read the rest...

...Flings and wings and rings rejected… Cupid’s arrows fly deflected… “It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind” Penciled lines drew cruel conclusions mocking mirror’s c......Read the rest...

...Your Love fills my cup It overflows with  Passion soaked kisses From forehead to Toe... It wraps my essence  In hugs drenched With tenderness Securing my Heart... It pounds In tandem to Sounds of joy......Read the rest...