Yamaha Poems - Poems about Yamaha

...MY MUSIC JOURNEY. I was born in a capital city, Of an undeveloped country. Into a middle class family. I lived in a street full of guitars. My first musical instrument was, Either guitar or har......

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...Who’s been struck with even little hammer And his lips failed to curses yammer: “Son-of-a-” not part of grammar: For a blow, mortal, control stammer? Struck with a big or a little hammer! One......

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...Curious Yaam yaam ati vasam Taam taam ati pojanm I'm am curious to know how I Will die suray putram taam namami Yamaha garjanam tam namami sri sani charay give me the pain after death wha......

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...To The Man Who Fishes At The Beach This is to the man who fishes At the oceans. The beaches With wooden boats Equipped with Yamaha engines Well crafted to keep the salty water out. A fi......

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...I wish I could speak my mind without judgement I've got a lot of pain to deal with, can I put my ink on it? You haven't been through anything if you didn't learn a thing from it This is the poem a......

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...not looking to left, or right, another rider drove straight into her, knocking her off her blue Yamaha and out into the asphalt sea, then…looking quickly round, (for steam rollers) she jumped ......

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...Fly, beyond heaven. Dangerous Breathing, breathless sky. I live for successfully, eat more. Designate Yamaha, I breath Solid-Flow I break bricks, solid emotion, live in the sea Because when we ......

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...His piano is not played often as yesterday was, and when it does, the happy sound of Yamaha lets him enter a fascinating world made up of time clefs, of notes and chords that imagination creates on ......

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...Yamaha impressed me the first time I laid eyes on her glistening blond maple wood, her stylish body details, her long fretted mother-of-pearl inlay; lobed with golden keys. Her voice called to me the......

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...Arise O sons of the Shining stars! Arise and speed like your fish-like cars. Tan your sorrows and pains with ease And sway in delight like your Sakura trees. Arise O sons of the shining sta......

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...4.22am 27-1-04 I met this little lesbian She rode up on her bike A Yamaha 350 from Sydney she did hike So the two of us got talking And we went down for a beer And while there we were walking ......

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...4.22am 27-1-04 I met this little shiela She rode up on her bike A Yamaha 350 from Sydney she did hike So the two of us got talking And we went down for a beer And while there we were walking ......

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...Corina's piano played in Waterbury on Tudor Street; that's where a small crowd would gather by her open window, and hear her new song with a 3/4 beat and happily sing along... despite the sizzling he......

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...(This is a fictional poem) When I won a Yamaha motorcycle, I was really thrilled. But I've had some wrecks that nearly got me killed. Yesterday I went flying over the handlebars and my head hit ......

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...I've Always been attracted to the melody of the dancing rhyme along the black and white keys there is a voice of international language through the Steinway and Baldwin through the casio and yam......

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