Concerts Poems

Concerts poems bring the best collection of short and long concerts poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great concerts rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these concerts poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on concerts are here for you.

Woodstock

Woodstock long poem

A Four day concert, created by Roberts, Rosenman, Kornfeld, and Lang Was originally supposed be a three-day music festival, and up it sprang But the citizens of citizens of Wallkill, N.Y. did not want their nice quiet town filled With

Poems containing references to : Concerts

Woman And Her Music

Woman And Her Music prose poem

Swing your hips to the sound of music, No, not age or disgrace can stall you! For your youth is not in days, But in the swing and sway of your movement. You move and groove like light ripples, On

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From My Journals ‘dreams’

From My Journals dreams short poem

There are many dreams kept in my heart, dreams that sway my soul; dreams of great fire burning, simmering ‘but no one stops to warm themselves long enough, strangers only see a wisp of smoke. I can almost unveil to

Death

Death short poem

A strange calm on his face A faint recollection of past No urge to change anything No feeling to fight it all No emotions whatsoever Just an eternal calm Knowing that nothing matters Knowing what went wrong Knowing that he

Man And Machine

Man And Machine short poem

Vehicle we run , to lesson our strain strain we feel when vehicle gives trouble trouble we take but blame the vehicle for its brake down Breakdown we experience when vehicle is set for major repair Major repair we get

Human Paradox

Human Paradox short poem

Life, at times, is full of irony, People talk roses but their deeds reap weeds.. Oh yeah! On one hand they pretend to be mascot of peace, On the other hand they don’t hesitate to suffocate anyone else’s speech. On

Down The Mountain

Down The Mountain short poem

I’m coasting down the mountain, I drank my way to the peak, now I’m on the descent, Freezing on the outside while burning up within, I’m attempting to take back my personal consent, This rope made up of hope has

Wind

Wind short poem

The value of wind is known, When it is hot and humid. The value of friendship is known, When the Friend is gone forever. The value of Money is known, When all squandered and none left. The value of parents

Love, Letters

Love, Letters short poem

Means that it is not worth wasting my time worrying about stuff and nonsense, when I have the basics of happiness and contentment. we create our own earth and heaven. we can edit delete, be public, private or not at

The Day Of Reckoning

The Day Of Reckoning long poem

Today is the day. The clouds roll away. You hear thunder and the eastern sky splits. An angel of the Lord has come asunder. The angle places one foot on land and one foot on sea. Then declares that time

Beneath Laughter

Beneath Laughter prose poem

What dwells within the deepest, most utter, most core of one who laughs yet longs for truth and to be true to oneself with another human being…not hiding. But, it is being mentally, emotionally and spiritually naked. It’s frightening, perhaps

The Unheard

The Unheard long poem

Among the herd, In the bustling city, Voices here Voices there. I’m unheard. With all my heart with all my strength comes a shout resonating through the glasses. I’m unheard. The voice within cutting across the wind scattered everywhere Oh

Devotion

Devotion short poem

I shall kneel before you And lay my servile body to rest. I shall press my humble face Against the softness of your feet, And every drop of my blood Shall be infused with your grace. I shall bare my

Women’s Day

Womens Day short poem

Life starts through her A blessing she confer A pain hard to infer With a sweet ending to refer She stands strong When things go wrong With a smile and a song Filled with hope and faith along She’s is

Onward Struggle

Onward Struggle long poem

“Where the mind is without fear And the head is held high” The words of Rabindranath Tagore, Haunted me day and night. And yet all I could do was to draw a long sigh! For all I could hear, Were

I Hope Not To Blame

I Hope Not To Blame short poem

If someone is having bad time Then surely good time arrives That time you’ll feel very lucky When everything is going fine But what one should do When life is becoming a dirty game When fate is not with you

Sky Is The Limit

Sky Is The Limit prose poem

We have heard many say Sky is the limit What is this Sky about For doing so many things Helping the needy Achieving a goal Setting great targets To become “somebody” To scale a mountain To cross a big river

I am Fine

I am Fine short poem

Never free of my thoughts in mind just of my free will of being true being true to myself rather than to you never free of being my own but rather the me you wish to see not the person

Defeating Evil

Defeating Evil short poem

The air whirled around in circles. Dried leaves whistled beneath my feet. Something was trying to delay me. Something strange was afoot. Rain started to drip, drip, drip. Then torrents down on my face. I was surely getting the message.

Lord I Cry

Lord I Cry short poem

O my God, I cry in the day time I cry at night, I cry about the alcohol and drugs that has dimmed the light. I cry because I was told a horrible lie, that drugs and alcohol would make

My Heartily Thanks To You

My Heartily Thanks To You prose poem

I have something to say which has been bothering my mind but you are far away from me if I shout it will lose it value If I whisper you may not hear me but this has given me a

Sesquipedalia verba

Sesquipedalia verba prose poem

At first I mistook you for my own shadow under the shroud Of the horizon, in a pale early morning, when a burst of misty blue Words –spilling out of your eyes –made me wake up:        

My Familiar Friend…

My Familiar Friend... long poem

We really have to stop meeting like this, You always give me a kiss on the lips, You always let me know you have missed, We wonder how it ever came to this. It seems there are certain times of

You Are My Eyes!

You Are My Eyes! long poem

I touch your lips, feel your smile I smell your fragrance, sense your phantom I hear your footsteps coming by, I forget myself for a while Though statued, unfazed and still With the constant novice gestures A smile dies at

My Friend Crystal

My Friend Crystal long poem

I am the women that hasn’t been able to lose all her baby weight. I am the dad that works two jobs and always gets home late. I am the high school cheerleader trying to be someone shes not. I

Of You, Always

Of You, Always short poem

Fantasizing. Thinking. Daydreaming. Dreams she wishes were true. Wishing they were for the same reason as mine, Glances that is. I see you. Always. Everywhere. Whenever. Do you see me? Sometimes at least? Suspense. It pains me. I have to

Feel Of Sharing A God

Feel Of Sharing A God short poem

It should not have happened this way, or that way, rendering breathing difficult in the intense smoke of misunderstanding. The granite wall between the doors! You grope through a thicket of words crossing the centuries of hate. Sun, no sun

Orb

Orb short poem

Majestically it spins. Eons in place. One of countless. Silently reflecting, glistening in the void. Dance of the worlds graceful silence, choreography of the cosmos. All spinning, dancing to creations music. Immense it all be. Yet, finding comfort in the

Sent To The Breakers

Sent To The Breakers short poem

Having to forget you is a misconception. I understand that things happen and these things we often have no control over. Consequence. Watching the boat leave it’s pier is one of the most beautiful things. My honest opinion. The beginning

Voice Of Intuition

Voice Of Intuition short poem

Sixth sense, a magical phenomenon, a super natural phenomenon, a gift bestowed upon some people by the Supreme Lord. Each and everyone has got sixth sense; Only those who are spiritually connected to God, Experience the direct perception of truth.

Chronic Wait

Chronic Wait short poem

When a full moon was taking a bath by the serene lake, you moved about in abandoned identity, your sides flaring up. A slate gray nubion cloud was tossed around by a tall tree. Hotstepping you despaired to prevent a

Her Eyes

Her Eyes short poem

Whenever l go for college I look for those two beautiful eyes Eyes,”clear as morning sky” I pray,”ohh God never make them cry” The eyes with there own vocabulary Whom I need to write my life long story The eyes

The Puzzling Man

The Puzzling Man prose poem

What are you thinking, my love? Are you thinking of me? Are you thinking of our memories spent and shared, of more to come? Why are you so confusing and yet so marvelous at the same time? If only I

Dream Of You

Dream Of You short poem

Like moonless sky waiting for the next sunrise Am waiting for the day,you could see me I feel you in my soul Since when I started loving you Realized you are my life and destiny Since then I never felt

To Be A Butterfly

To Be A  Butterfly short poem

As a little child, I always wanted to be a butterfly but as I was growing up, the people who were heart of mine took little by little & piece by piece according to their capacity , and instead of

Alphabetic Wheel of Life

Alphabetic Wheel of Life short poem

ZOETROPED – that’s how I feel – or like YARN upon Dame Kismet’s wheel XANSTHOPSIC mellow is the mood WHICH jaundices not my attitude VERISIMILOUS is what I am ULTIMATELY just a man TRUE to myself and the chosen few

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification short poem

That darkness in your eyes mirrors mine and that crowd in your head multiplying like quicksilver dropped and stomped gleaming like judgment I’ve seen it too It’s hard to exorcise things that are real and unreal their weight measured in

And Like A Spoon, I Fell

And Like A Spoon, I Fell short poem

She felt my thirst. Grabbing my legs lifting me in the air. I had no idea what was about to happen. The plastic removed from my face, the breath of life. I felt comfort in her hands. The places that

Tomorrow Will Tell

Tomorrow Will Tell ballad

Can I ever go on Tomorrow will tell At this moment in time I’m living in hell Will normality return Will I always look back Will I hold myself together Or will I inevitably crack The pain and the tears

Sleep Paralysis

Sleep Paralysis short poem

jumped into my bed for a beauty sleep waiting for a sweet breeze to sing lullaby in the silence of conjugation of night and dream rapid eye triggering the dark aura around something tucked under the linens of bedsheet crawling