Orchestra Poems

Orchestra poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of orchestra poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on orchestra are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Ravi Varma’s Orchestra

Ravi Varmas Orchestra short poem

A beautiful portrait of lovely ladies hangs in front of me in my workplace gazing at them I often wonder- – Where, where have we come from being them? ? Bejewelled, bedecked, beautified – -an epitome of adornment coy, silent.demure.humble

The Orchestra And Me

The Orchestra And Me prose poem

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,

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She Is The Light

She Is The Light long poem

Glinting off an orchestra Fully transported within A furioso movement Composed by a German maestro As experienced By a deaf orphan boy Who wandered Into the palace of arts. Enticed by firelight And the scent of cinnamon All those castaway

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I Have A God

I Have A God elegy

Woken up by a mellifluous music never heard before, Made me wonder, was I in the kingdom of Orpheus ? Or was it the orchestra of heavenly maidens? I open’d my eyes after honey’d slumber, Blind’d by sparkling silver and

Truth

Truth short poem

Beyond the monstrous face Beyond the fenced feelings Beyond the dark night that came after our sun. Beyond the tongue, that turned our lives, Into an orchestra of fights and we bowed for the end. Behind the screaming silence Behind

I Reside In You

I Reside In You short poem

I live in the pulse of the universe, I connect through the nerves of the dark matter, I may be invisible to you, but I reside in you. In eros you find me, In thanatos you deprive me, In changing

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

t Happiness descends on me Seeing floating clouds in the sky Flying birds fascinate me Seems with them as if I fly. Flapping wings of butterfly Are soporifically gratifying Seems with them As if I am merrily gliding. Bubble-bees humming

Why Do You Run?

Why Do You Run? prose poem

Sound Many sounds Living sounds A world is built with sounds Who is speaking? There are emotions Is madness an emotion? The question A common noise Out of the endless loop of noise a sound emerges Can you hear it?

Beyond

Beyond elegy

Beyond the monstrous face Beyond the fenced feelings Beyond the dark night that came after our sun. Beyond the tongue that turned our lives, Into an orchestra of fights and we bowed for the end. Behind the screaming silence Behind

The Melody Of The Poet

The Melody Of The Poet short poem

The melody of the poet for the soul to please, with its chords of truth in spoken breeze. There can be no freedom which is attached by the ego’s ear, no serenade’s art and temporary clear. One must smite the

Family

Family ode

It’s an orchestra of various instruments, Mixing and remixing with eastern and western, Indian and Arabian, Persian and Spanish A real symphony, of matching with matchless, The union of hard and soft, with Strings and Skins. Music of rain, the

A Kiwi’s Tale

A Kiwis Tale long poem

Emerald irises up in Parallel rarely meet But now two pairs sprawl and bloom Neon hugs the sides While shades of green begin to colour the night Before long, you’re here Room one-one-seventeen Covered, stretched black divinity As calling, calm

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The Redundant

The Redundant short poem

In a temple without god, They performed a cryptcastration on a colossus, targeting a total annihilation, and liquidation of a beautiful saga. And then, layer by layer unspeakable pain was released. Nobody looked at my red eyes. Half dead, half

We Need A Miracle…today!

We Need A Miracle...today! short poem

I know it takes money to find cures For disease but how much more time And money will it take for these so Called scientist to find a cure for Leukemia, AIDS and Cancer…I think They need to get off

Morning Star With Fresh Dream Each Day

Morning Star With Fresh Dream Each Day short poem

Getup stellar, Wake up star, Have a nice draft, Have a reliance on yourself, Let’s walk with a smile, Success is yours, warmth welcomes you with “Cool Morning”! Stars are the way, let’s have a nice dream, Dreams are like

Second Fiddle

Second Fiddle prose poem

I once knew a teacher who occasionally used the word ‘fiddle’. If perhaps he deemed something untrue or irrelevant; Or if annoyed by students or otherwise disagreeable; he would simply say, “fiddle sticks”. In the instrumental world of music, a

Love Sonnet 82

Love Sonnet 82 sonnet poems

A time to hear, a time to call above, A time for modesty, a time for fame, A time for anger, or a time for love, And time for love was that day when you came; Assigned to each, a

Justin Bieber

Justin Bieber short poem

My favorite singer, Justin Bieber. He calls his fans beliber, And i’m his believer. His songs are really good, that it would make person skip his food. Turns the listener in a good mood, Even for little red riding hood.

Dying Screams

Dying Screams short poem

Shall we go like innocents with heavy breathing in the pool of blood to find the inner-connectivity of a boldly beautiful death? In the open pit of an ancient gold mine? There was a loss of hidden dance, in the

Hermit Love!

Hermit Love! long poem

While you are engrossed by a mourned silence within, Abruptly! You get caressed by a love, like a Ghost orchid, and you glide along, submissively! He is an enchanter to the astray, and like a wild fire, on an iceberg,

A Nation Divided

A Nation Divided long poem

A nation divided Under God with liberty and justice For all The line is clear Black as night Clear as day Party over blood Party over logic Party over love Some are humans Others muslim Some are humans Others black

Mother Nature And Us

Mother Nature And Us short poem

Dreadful nights are long over, Nature has turned a lot sober, After the devastating flood, That claimed a lot of blood.. With us helping each other, No one now has to bother, About catastrophes in future, As we will again

I’m Magic

Im Magic short poem

I’m a wispy boon a gleeful surprise ineffable in my own still growing , but I’ve grown Even you are me, I am he This heart – this oarsman keeps me alive or the breaths would’ve lasted at five My

Rainbow Rhyme.

Rainbow Rhyme. long poem

Through shades of dark red embered fires, so many unfulfilled desires When orange suns and sallow skies created more than pain filled eyes That once watched tired yellow moons reach out to cast star silver runes, As they spread out

Soulscript

Soulscript ballad

I dipped my hand within my soul To stir the ebon ink And placed a smear upon the scroll Where loathsome mem’ries sink And write the script of heart’s lament With words from blank abyss In colors mixed with aged

Choose A Side

Choose A Side short poem

As you walk the desolate streets No sound but falling feet A thick autumn mist Swirling ghostly whisps A chill in the air Creeping and crawling And brushing your face Reaching out to hold you In its icy embrace “Who’s

Saviour

Saviour short poem

You entered our landscape of suffering and suffered yourself for our sake You knew we were addicts recovering and trapped by our every mistake Our grief over goodness distorted would daily unsettle our souls And though we found routes to

A Tree Was Talking

A Tree Was Talking short poem

He returned empty hands. Death was casually running around on charred bodies. Was lank poetry of a ruthless god. The house was on fire after selling its children. The days were becoming longer than life. Casus belli, whom do you

Swinging….

Swinging.... short poem

I did not will them dreams of crystals a stupid calendar of flight from insomniac past. Do not want to return to future, hub of my clouds. History had been writhing and screaming. Present cannot redeem my woes. I ask

I have a dream!

I have a dream! prose poem

I have a dream that each day I call unto morning and rinse my face; I will feel the breeze of last and start something new. Something needed but not known to attention. I do have a dream that when

Grand Ceremony

Grand Ceremony short poem

Your beautiful eyes covered with antimony Instigates me in love then ask for simony Your rosy cheeks oh my sweet honey This situation warrants a grand ceremony I am enthralled by you by the scene Which makes me more and

High Hopes

High Hopes prose poem

Well I have HIGH HOPES in my heart today Lady luck is on my side in a big, big way I just know in my heart and soul certain Kind of magic is doing a circle dance around me Giving

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

Minjuki

Minjuki short poem

Rain falls down, Thunder to the ground, Ice and snow, Colorful as a rainbow, Spring, summer, winter, fall, Do you know them all Minjuki, Minjuki, What did you say, Minjuki, Minjuki, What did you say, Lightning crackles, The black bird

Nature

Nature short poem

Ever felt the music in nature… Chattering of birds in rhythm, the melody in their voice cool breeze blowing through hair, resting in eyelids, whispering in ears the sound of the flowing river, spreading love everywhere carrying every being together

Questions

Questions short poem

What is it that is missing? What is it that is changing? What is and is not worth saying? What prices are worth paying? Who will be here tomorrow? Who won’t be here tomorrow? Who out there is faking pity

The Rain

The Rain short poem

The rain Down pours the rains wakens the farmer from his languor infuses in him joy and vigour He huddles his ware and men gets ready for his ensuing task but there’s a smile on his lips as the fields

Reason

Reason short poem

Without being abandoned in the darkest room Incandescent light would be a mere shade Without trial and experiments Success would be worthless Without birth and death Life would be stagnant Without love and compassion World would be void. Without springs

Desire

Desire short poem

I wish I could touch the rainbow Fly with the clouds I wish I could dance in the rain, Sing with the birds Standing alone in the woods I wish I could play with the puppies And an afternoon with

A Walk Through The Shadows

A Walk Through The Shadows long poem

The Shadow of a Broken Word do you see? The Shadow of a Lifeless Entity Beneath your feet. The sunray hits your face where you glow, Shadowy tears on the other side so flow, Which you are afraid to show.

When I was young

When I was young prose poem

When I was young, I thought I knew so much about so much, about this and that, and him and her, and they and them, and such and such. When I was young, I knew where I wanted to go,

Find Yourself!

Find Yourself! long poem

There is vacuum in the space Between love and hate and there is doubt in the space between truth and lie. But the plane is abnormal when You don’t trust your view. Grasp the gap, like melting lava From an