Love Poems About Music or Music Love Poems
by Silent One |
Categories: desire, romance, romantic love,

To Touch the Untouched

She is soothing music, but an unwritten script. A silent movie, but visually, cinematic elegance. Infatuated lyrics thirst to compose onto tones of her curves. Her tongue is a sensual dance, a serenade of sensitive sensations. Her lips a path to pristine passion, her eyes a gateway to heaven. But she is grandeur of purity, a distinction of innocence. Fate must learn patience, in the pursuit of desire.
Simple Musing Silent One 8 March 2020

by Lin Lane |
Categories: longing,

Moonstruck Maiden

What beauty reflected in love's fair eyes,
a passion treasured beyond all measure.
As ardor stirred flames, I failed to disguise
the need in my loins ere want of pleasure.

As sweet the music I discern profound,
tis more honeyed your lips when touching mine.
Oh! My pained heart shall beckon love resound,
my moonstruck maiden, unearthly divine.

Mute, I cannot be, so near your soft breasts.
This besotted man has but scant more breath.
Grant me your pure love, not in mere request,
but with an angelic kiss 'fore my death.

I beg thee allow the stars remain bright.
Give yourself to me ere the end of night.

~    ~    ~    ~    ~
January 9th 2016

by Michelle Faulkner |
Categories: lost, muse, writing,

The Poems I Never Wrote

These are the roads I didn't take
A pause too soon, a turn too late
Lost in the love I never spoke
The poems I never wrote

Gone are the moons I didn't chase
The sun-bloomed wind I didn't taste
The skylines I left incomplete
The stars I didn't seek

Muted are songs which may have brought
A silent music to my thoughts
Fading traces in dim sunsets
Autumns I never kept

Verses yet rise through foggy climes
Reveries of forgotten rhymes
If fractured light once more takes flight
I still have poems to write

10/07/22


by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories: bird, spring,

Yearning for Spring

Spring is back.
For hark!
The Eastern Bluebirds have returned,
Flying in droves from tree to tree,
Singing to their hearts’ delight.
No wonder they symbolise
The joy and happiness
Of gardens with fragrance love.

Yet I also admire The Swainson Thrush,
Aspiring grandeur with its fluting song.
A sure sign that Spring is back,
A choir of music mixed with skylarks,
Achieving a harmonious symphony,
A feeling that adds to the joy of bells.

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love,

After the Party

After the party and all our great fun,
new friends were trickling out my front door.
With their goodbye hugs, they left one by one,
and I was left feeling surely “the more
the merrier” was a phrase that was true
with my apartment now emptied of sound!
But through the night, I’d been noticing YOU.
Unlike the others, you’d just stuck around.
You told me you’d waited all night for the chance
to be with me only. My heart skipped a beat.
Putting on music, you asked for a dance!
The moment was magic, and you were so sweet.
Today we still dance to that same song.
After the party, my prince came along!

June 29, 2019

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beauty, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts, music, passion,

Callused Fingers

Callused fingers press vibrating strings, drawing passion from a violin. And with burnished wood snug to his cheek, the violinist plays from his heart. Subtle vibes saturate my being as crying strings elicit feelings. And expounding on love's betrayal, music stirs the imagination. His bow hangs like a lingering kiss, savoring the taste of ecstasy. And then, with tears trickling down his cheek, he unleashes unbridled fervor. Experiencing pangs of rapture, sound slips the bounds of reality. And every note penetrates my heart, igniting fiery flames of passion. 5/7/2015

by Tim Smith |
Categories: love,

My Heart Is Meant For You

Lights dimmed in a cool marbled hall
a solitary candle flickers
soft chamber music echoes 
and my thoughts turn to You
down on my knees 
memories come as love has gone
how many times have I begged
to have a heart to hold
a bond to build
an angel to adore
Again I beg for the courage
the strength to carry on
to lead
to live
to love
unconditionally
A bright ray of sunshine
filters through the stained glass window
illuminating your image
heartaches soothe as I take in your essence
and I know
my heart is meant for You

by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: absence, love,

In Purple Fields We Dance

Stay a little longer come closer to my heart Breathe dew breeze on my neck's nape do not yet depart Play for me bagpipe music Blindfold all my starving fears Let the dulcet tones of your voice give us back those harvest years Make of the citrus moon a ballroom Hold me firmly from both hands Lift me high to touch the star-sky Show me how young peasants dance Let my soothing fingers trail across your caloused sun -soaked skin In purple fields Come chase me in that place our souls have been Take me away with you where this world is out of sight Where unspoken thoughts and heartbeats are enough to blaze the night.

by Pailey Gordon |
Categories: 9th grade, love, nature,

The Music of the Wind

Helicopter seeds
from my maple tree
drift down,
swaying
back 
and 
forth
from the strong branches above.
They all fall around me,
I am encapsulated by the swirling seedlings.
Snug within their warmth,
the wind sends me on my feet.
Dancing with the music of the air 
that is rushing through my hair, 
I inhale the sweet, mellow essence of what life has granted me. 
Then I exhale the words,
"I am thankful for this life and the road, no matter how rocky, has served its purpose".
As I leave this place,
I hum the tune of the masterpiece conducted by the wind
that rustled in this tree.

~5/28/18~

by John Gondolf |
Categories: love, poetry,

The Magical Music of Poetry

The notes of love in verse;
a melody of life
penned softly a la carte
which render thoughts of bliss
that whisper heart-to-heart.

The notes of love in verse;
a symphony of hope
shared ‘tween two hearts in love 
just trying to connect
beneath the stars above.

The notes of love in verse;
a rhapsody of words
sighed with a tender flow
when whispered in the dark
sets lovers’ hearts aglow.

The notes of love in verse;
the poetry of thoughts
sung softly in the night,
with stardust raining down,
ignites love’s midnight flight.


January 5, 2024
Poem of the Day - January 6, 2024

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: love, peace, water, youth,

Sounds of Eternity

Sunshine glitters across the water
in a tireless playful motion, and
a dreamy hypnotic music of eternity
ripples on through my nights.

I close my eyes, transported to a dock
of my youth where soothing waves 
greet me, enticing me, inviting me, rocking me.
And I abandon myself to the lullaby
that could just as easily be the arms of a lover.



AP: Honorable Mention 2023

Submitted on May 20, 2023 for contest A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE no 1218 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

POTD May 22, 2023

by Ink Empress |
Categories: deep,

tied to the moon

when air-brushed stars croon.. my soul sways, tied to the moon lost in twinkling tune seeking for rose light from plum reveries tonight~ questioning twilight.. am I not fine art metered refrain to restart music of your heart.. but will rivers heed thoughts that stream in neon fields~ of teal auroras .. swirling and twirling… vinyl rhythms of warm astral~ spirits cloaked in sage… in silence, I dream in a bed of lilac clouds~ of you, me, and love..

by John Watt |
Categories: light, love,

Incandescence

Your incandescence drew me to your flame
Moth-like, I gravitated to your light
Then feigning nonchalance, I asked your name
The music of your voice set me to flight
And added several inches to my height
When you inquired of my name I saw stars
Stellar arrays beyond Venus or Mars
Puncturing through the thick shroud of the mask
I use to hide my stories and memoirs
My lady! All you had to do was ask!


written 18 Aug 2020

by Agnes Krampe |
Categories: community, sister, women,

Women's Circle

Taking the risk,
Baring the soul,
Seeking the wisdom
That shall make us whole.

Raising the arms,
Spreading the wings,
Hearing the music
That deep in us sings.

Stepping the dance,
Chanting the song,
Feeling the sisterhood
Tender and strong.

Sharing the love,
Speaking the name,
Calling the blessing
And lighting the flame.

Written 7/28/2016
Take the Dagger from my Heart, Please- Poetry Contest
sponsored by Broken Wing
N/A in Premiere Contest Number 5, Judged 8/27/2016

by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: beauty, dance, happiness, love,

Existence

awkwardly I dance
because I have two left feet
hard to find partner

I watch you dancing
it seems you have two right feet
let us share some shoes

will you follow me
for if we move together
dance will have purpose

you move fluidly
my feet provide the structure 
made for each other

no limitations 
with artistry and purpose
we dance with the stars

life is not boring
we live within the rhythm 
music from heaven

God is our maestro
leading us to forever
in death we won't part

by Arturo Michael |
Categories: i miss you, lost love,

I'M Still Hopelessly In Love With You

Far
So far away 
Whenever I need you
You’re not around

I think of you
Dreaming we would find a way 
To get back together again
And that you would stay

I love
Everything about you, if you didn’t know
I love the way you hold me close
I love the way you whisper to my ear

There’s nothing I won’t say or do
To have you, back into my arms
Loving me the way 
The way only you can do

I love 
Love to dance with you
I love to feel
Your heart beat next to mine

As we move across the floor
The music takes us away
And we’re hopelessly in love 

The way I pray we'd stay

If you were only here
but you're so far away 
I'm still hopelessly, in love with you

by Silent One |
Categories: analogy, lost love, love hurts,

Gone

she was a caterpillar, i her cocoon she was the music i her dance she was the rose i her thorns she was lost among the stars i showed her the moon i drifted like a tepid breeze but she was lost in the storm she was right i was not wrong she lit the fire i burned like hell

by Silent One |
Categories: angst, love, solitude,

Solitude Is My Silent Saviour

No one understands the reason for living, many prefer to receive without giving. In a world full of selfish behaviour, solitude has become my silent saviour. Instruments are repressed without musicians, as some kill the music before auditions. My harp cares not for words about tradition, ignores fake applause for romantic fiction. Love is a way of life, yet some bring it shame, mercy cannot sin, feelings are not a game. People point fingers to those without a name, what will they do when there's no one left to blame? I'm no Romeo, I need no Juliet, I've loved and lost, broken hearts I still regret.
Silent Sonnet Silent One 24 August 2019

by Eve Roper |
Categories: love, memory,

In Loving Memory of You

In memory of you and all the beauty I behold. I will listen to the laughter's and discern which one was yours I would play the music that I know you would wish to hear And dance on the same footsteps wearing your shoes As I float dancing with you just one more time And when we are done, I will hold your hand Pull you towards me one more time And see forever in your eyes And when tomorrow comes And it's my turn to dance again with you, I will flow you to the Milky Way Where all the stars will look upon us With coruscation envy 6/29/2020
Poetry Contest: In Loving Memory' Sponsored By: Regina Riddle

by Lu Loo |
Categories: love, music,

Black and White

United Colours: Black and White Sponsor: Silent One Your tune sweeps me so high and free but then I hear B sharp with tears and in sweet trance I swoon in dance with your souls notes while your voice floats on the soft strings as a bird sings you still move me with black and white grand keys ***I used picture number one for this poem*** ~Date Written: March 6, 2016~

by Vijay Pandit |
Categories: love,

Falling In Love - Lay

Let eyes meet, let them spark a fire
Let rhythms sing to music of lyre

Let heartbeats of joy write our song
In moods of kisses yearned for long

Let blushing cheeks welcome romance
Enchanting heart's seductive dance

Let winds of love ignite our flame
As night, ecstatic, croons your name

December 29, 2019
Placed 3rd: Lay it on me—8x8 poetry contest
Eight syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Placed 2nd: Strand select 6 by Brian Strand

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: love, summer,

Summer Breeze

Soft lights with warm winds pirouetting in time whispering its music so perfectly in rhyme Hearts searching, ever searching for love's sweet caress Wishing, ever hoping, to so tenderly possess Moonlight in concert reflecting its bliss Starlight's twinkle, a pretentious first kiss Hearts searching, ever searching for love's sweet caress Wishing, ever hoping, to so tenderly possess The concert of summer called gently your name Softly, by this music into my life you came Hearts searching, ever searching for love's sweet caress Wishing, ever hoping, to so tenderly possess. 08/10/2018 Summer Breeze Contest Sponsored by John Hamilton

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: desire, dream, love,

Heartbound

If only love befell your heart like fragrant scents of new spring hay the joy my dreams would too impart if such a verse I'd dare to say Feel the chances of a raindrop touch the tenderness of a rose pray the music will never stop before the wind of winter blows Let's weave tales of this love's history I am heartbound, please take my hand walk with me through all life's mystery for what only we might understand I know the sweetness of your smiles They take me back to childish wiles Poem Of The Day 11/05/2017

by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: age, anger, poetry, spring,

A Poet's Spring

I will absorb the warm sunshine today,
I'll wrap myself within a golden ray.
Nature's music enchants the tropic air
Where windswept waves will spur me to declare

The tender wishes I've been dreaming of,
That younger years when we first fell in love
Could cross the barriers of time's sweet past
And return pain free bodies that would last.

When the young speak about the golden years 
They do not realize the many fears 
That plague us as we reach that golden age.
They do not understand our pent-up rage

At doing simple things we used to do 
Can be too much and soon pain will ensue.
Poetry can return us to our spring 
Where youth of green is seen in everything.

10-27-19

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: beauty, dance, happiness, inspiration, music, uplifting, world,

Be the Poem

the world craves
more artists
creative souls
sensitive antennas
conceptual skills
performing arts
artisans of beauty
painters
crafters
poets
musicians
dancers
the world craves
more expression
more love
more magic

your life is your gift
back to the universe

be the poem
that moves the world



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~IN THE GARDEN OF MY FANTASY~ 2023

Read on air by invitation  ~  July 14, 2021  'WORDS & MUSIC'

AP: 2nd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on July 13, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND JULY 14 POETRY CONTEST sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST

Originally posted on June 20, 2019