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My arm is called the epic list
Displaying the anthems of my life
One by one

I've lived these moments
Heard the music loud and clear
These melodies will forever live
In the basement of my brain

Falling into the depth of my mind
I dig it up with my hand
Revealing the traffic

I'm addicted to the melancholy
No matter where I travel
We all carry a bag

I've lived these moments
Heard the music loud and clear
These melodies will forever live
In the basement of my brain

-AJT
xavier thomas Mar 2023
There must have been an angel close near by
Something heavenly brought you to me
You must carry life
It’s the journey of love

There must have been an angel close near by
Something heavenly brought you to me
Angel let me see you
Angel let me see you

Angel guide you to my heart
Come my way…
How much joy of life inside?
A lot to say…

When you were led to me
You knew I was the one for you
I swear the heavens will see your soul’s complete
My eyes all on you
Ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-ah, mmm, mmm
I’ll project you in the journey of life

I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied
I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied

It is clear
From the start!
See the journey is filled with love
See this journey is full with love

Angel guide you to my heart
So, come my way…
How much joy of life inside?
A lot to say…

I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied
I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied
I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied
I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied

I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied
I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied

I’ll protect you in this journey called love
Every life time, babe
It must have been an Angel close near by
From above
Bringing you love
Bringing you love

I give you this brand new life
Soul is tied
M Vogel Feb 2023


A Salvific intertwining..

This coming back  home
   to a place inside  

That for so long
was never allowed to be a home.

There is a music on the inside..
it knows her every part

There is nothing to break through--


it is already  in


"The echo of shame,
the voice inside my head,
The need for love,
the insecurity.

Cutting me down,
to the fourteen year old girl,
the Father Figure criticizing me.

Go on –  
through the darkest night,
cause I know inside
the answer’s here in me.

There’s blood on my soul,
for speaking out my pain,
perpetuating hurt in family.

My mother in me –  I cannot explain,
My need for love from her
will never wane.

Go on –  
the shadowboxing fight
disappears when all the
music’s here in me.
Like an oracle
the music’s here in me.
and I thank you God
for music here in me.

Go on –  
the shadowboxing fight
And I’ll heal with understanding,
And I’ll deal with patient loving,
And I’ll make it
cause the music’s here in me."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCnAsCQkScQ
she is singing
Zywa Feb 2023
The music can't go

bad, so everyone enjoys --


beating his heart out.
Composition "BAC" - II (1968-1970, Gilius van Bergeijk) for barrel *****, performed by the Busy Drone in the Organpark on February 11th, 2023 - The adagio of BWV 1060 (from 1730) arranged for barrel *****, omitting the echoes played by the oboe after the violin passages

Collection "org anp ark" #275
Zywa Feb 2023
Narcissus prefers

to play alone, with mirrors --


as his string quartet.
Composition "Partita Ritardata" (2022, Paul Pankert) for violin and electronics, performed by Paul Pankert in the Organpark on February 25th, 2023

Collection "org anp ark" #281
I know that I feel
way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky  
and I've known that I've tried

Just imagine, one day you'll be the one who's asking. For help to no avail. Your health done plummet and crashing, drove like a nail, and then I'm blasting, hocus pocus bad spells. Locked up without any bail, but still wouldn't tell and the fact is that I've given every minute I can spare. Time isn't replaceable and that just isn't fair. But I can't stay in my lane and I might trip on the politicians game. Never fake stay the same. Pulling rank ***** as I focus and aim at a snitch.

I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky  
And I've known that I've tried

I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky  
And I've known that I've tried

I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill

Blowing back clouds. All about that loud. And I wear it proud . Turn those tricks, face the facts hand me the stack and watch it flip. ***** knows the quality of a ****. Look at the story of Rick and Morty and how they came and went. Calling the shorty cause I wanted get faded and bent. Y'all try to catch up and yall *****'s feeling spent. Empty pockets so change the topic because you just paid rent. This music game I've only begun to scratch the service not even a dent. Because to this **** I found meaning while surrounded by worthlessness never felling content.  Dealing with ******* until it becomes intolerant. when they never got the hint. 

I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky  
And I've known that I've tried

I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky  
And I've known that I've tried
Bella Isaacs Feb 2023
A quiet getaway for two, a co(a)st,
Yeah, but how about, we skip the other?
And, if you "love", why don't I let you roast
With the other marshmallows, and wither
In your blissful lack, blind lust, busy life
Of red velvet and dollars? In my chair,
All the "love" I need to know is the strife
Of strings and sticks and synth and sliding air;
Give me Skull Candy, and my own fiddle,
Give me my view across the painted sky,
Give me my freedom to be a riddle,
Give me the chance to dance and still defy.
I'm not your pretty girl, nor femme fatale,
And if you fall, know you will really fall.
anotherdream Feb 2023
If I held the world for you
Would it even be enough?
Would you leave me in the dark
Like darkness is all it was?

Would you let go of my hand
Just to see where you would land?
If I had not been the one to catch you
You would have fallen into sand

It was only my mistakes
That could ever make you feel this way
I know I am not perfect
But since I know you cannot stay
I'll be running a hundred miles from here
I'll be standing in the rain

Thinking back to when it was us
And there was nothing but our love
When we would race along the shoreline
Until I'd tell you to give up

When we would listen to my music
And I would smile when you knew it
Our tastes were simply the same
And no one could dispute it

But I guess there are some wounds
That can never truly heal
I gave you so many scars
That I forgot how they used to feel

How they felt when I was young
Being cold and losing love
Knowing that the day would end
With my tears as my only friend

So can you see the stars in my eyes
As I try to say goodbye?
I don't know if I can keep smiling
But I know I have to try.
Just one of many poems describing how I felt when I lost her. I'm very close to letting her go but the memories are still there :P
Robert McQuate Jan 2023
Carry through the light of the pines,
Where the fog drifts gently,
Where the birds pleasantly sing.
Where the strangers are kind,
Dress strangely,
So different from these car-choked streets,
And nobody knows anybody else's names,
Where the waitresses don't know your usual,
And the coffee tastes like burnt beans.

Where the Friday night football is a family event,
Even if the rugrats aren't in high school yet,
Where the number of trucks outnumber the cars,
And the rust spots adorn the bodies like badges on a decorated soldier,
And the mud is still spattered on the sides.
Zach Bryan- Younger Years
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