What Is Music?

What Is Music? long poem

Photo by emilianohorcada

What is music, one questions
It’s something beyond the most vivid imagination
Beyond the golden shine of the daffodil fields at sunset
With their faint reflection in the crystal blue heavens above
About the cherry rosettes delicately sewn on a snowy dress
Of the frothy and chocolaty latte from the cosy store one loves
It’s magical, like a baby taking his first steps
And giggling in accomplishment even though he fell
It’s like joy of day after the long agonizing nights that one had wept
Pure elation and wonder, like a child receiving Santa’s mail
Stories about how the brave knight saved the princess
Tales of handling disasters and dealing with adversity
Regarding how crimson sunbirds sing along with one united chirp
Of the streams of cars that flow in the veins of the city
And the percussion of a beating heart in one’s chest
But most of all, what music really is
It’s something more than an enjoyment
A form of freedom, a form of entertainment
To forget all of our sorrows, raise hopes for a better tomorrow
It’s special and dreamy, it’s hard to explain
Deft fingers on the black and white keys contoured by a sunrise
Then gone with the wind, with the melody, is one’s pain
That is music

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Profile photo of Emily Liang

Emily Liang

Signup / Login to follow the poet.
Semi-sweet and a little nutty. Introverted, socially awkward, but still easy-going and loves penning short legacies in poetry. Big on all things red, and passionate about music. Down-to-earth and enjoys short walks in mother nature's embrace. Smile people, today's going to be a great day. Try stuff you've never tried, go places, venture abroad and live a life you will remember.
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

1 Comment on "What Is Music?"

Notify of
avatar
Sort by:   newest | oldest
J.rid
Member

wow now that IS music, it plays us every time through sadness, death, marriage, happiness and takes us up into another world at times. Wonderful poem.

wpDiscuz

What’s The Difference?

Whats The Difference? long poem

The legato of language and lingo, The dance of diction and dialect — Have you ever considered the difference A little letter or two can effect? Texture of tense, Savor of sense, The nuance in a sentence — What’s really

What He Is? (part 2)

What He Is? (part 2) short poem

He is the unreadable art of my poem… He is mine cold air in this hot summer… His voice is my favourite… Without hearing him i am deaf… Without seen him i am blind… He always try to make me

What If We Were Brave

What If We Were Brave short poem

What if we were brave What is we dared to do all we wanted Would that be good Would that be bad It could be both It could be neither A choice would appear before us A choice between two

What Is Love For A Statue

What Is Love For A Statue short poem

I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But what I see I don’t know Are you a woman or a statue Your hair are made of loneliness Your eyes are made of centuries Your blood

What Do I See

What Do I See short poem

I went into the jungle And what did I see? Bodies of soldiers, ours and theirs. I looked from the jungle And what did I see? Families of soldiers, ours and theirs. Standing at an airport Mom and dad waiting,