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Mia J May 4
Over the years music has played an important role in my life.
When I was upset, I played music to cheer myself up.
When I was happy, music sat by my side and cheered with me.
When I was depressed, music wrapped its cozy arms around me and acted as a close friend.

My shoulder to lean on.
My words when I couldn’t think of anything to say.
The reason why I was strong when everything tried its hardest to make me weak.
The one thing that I will always welcome to soothe me.

The music that graces my ears is as diverse as the colors of a rainbow.
Each one has its own significant meaning
and is a beautiful site to see and feel.
The words of my favorite songs float
from my speakers,
to my ears,
and then to my soul.
I like the songs I like
and I love the songs that I love.

There are many genres of music.
And me being the unique individual that
I am,
I can’t stick to one genre.
if my ears and soul dig a song,
Why can’t I do the same?

The 511 songs on my phone are shuffled.
When I press play, rock music could start the show.
Queen, Fleetwood Mac, Aerosmith, The Eagles, or the Police, or Jimi Hendrix.
If I fast forward to the next song, rap might take the stage.
Tupac, Ice Cube, 3 6 Mafia, Bone Thugs N Harmony, Ludacris, TI, Lil Wayne, Drake, J.Cole.
Pop songs could pop out next.
Michael Jackson, The Weeknd, Sam Smith, Ariana Grande, Lizzo, Doja Cat, Lady Gaga.
R&B would want to follow.
New Edition, Adina Howard, Brandy, Erykah Badu, Aaliyah, TLC, Fantasia, Beyonce, Keyshia Cole, Amerie, Ashanti, Usher.
BTS, Blackpink, or Jay Park might conclude or continue the show.
As they always do.

Each song I jam to is distinctive.
I feel as though no one song is the same as the next.

My phone is the time capsule that contains the treasures to my ears.
I may start in the 1970s and travel to the 2000s.
Or I may start in the 2010s and go back to the 1990s.
Whichever song decides to play first, I will always listen to it like it’s my first time.

Mia J
3-14-2021

© 2021 Mia J
This poem was composed in 2021.
Laconic Noor Apr 2024
𝓡𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 🎶

օմԵ օƒ Եհҽ ҍӀմҽ ՏƘվ
Եհҽ ɑՏՏօղɑղϲҽ վօմ հɑѵҽ ҍɾօմցհԵ աíԵհ վօմ
յíѵҽ ɑ ժմҽԵ աíԵհ ʍíղҽ; ϲօղϲҽíԵҽժղҽՏՏ

ʍɑղցӀҽժ ҽѵҽɾվ ժɑվ ժɾҽɑʍ íղ ʍվ ӀíԵԵӀҽ հҽɑժ

í'ѵҽ հҽɑɾժ վօմɾ ʍҽӀօժվ ƒɾօʍ ɑ ϲօղԵɾɑՏԵíղց ահҽɾҽɑҍօմԵՏ - հҽɾҽ...
ƒɑϲՏíʍíӀҽ օƒ ʍվ ƒɑӀՏҽ ՏҽղՏҽ օƒ մղíզմҽղҽՏՏ; ղօմɾíՏհҽժ օմɾ ՏԹҽϲíƒíϲíԵվ'Տ ѵɑíղ ժҽՏԹҽɾɑԵíօղ

մղɑѵɑíӀíղց ƒօϲɑӀ ԹօíղԵ օƒ Թ탃Ӏíղց ʍɑԵԵҽɾՏ ϲհօɾմՏ Եհҽ ɾíՏíղց ϲհҽՏԵ Տҽզմҽղϲҽժ ҍվ ƒɑӀӀíղց

վօմ ɑղժ í հɑѵҽ ҍҽҽղ ɾҽհҽɑɾՏҽժ ϲօմղԵӀҽՏՏӀվ - ɑ
ɑ Տօղց օղ ӀօօԹ ƒɾօʍ myriad ӀíԹՏ
Kay Aug 2022
I still keep your favorite songs on my playlist
Because hearing them is like feeling a cool breeze on a summer day
I close my eyes and for a moment
I’m back in your Benz flying down the interstate
With the sunroof down and my hands up
Barely paying attention to where we’re going
Just looking over at you

And when the song ends the day is still just as hot
But the cool breeze gives me hope
So I’ll keep singing along
With a smile on my face
And an empty shotgun seat by my side
in the night
all by yourself,
with some tunes
in the background
to hit you with the memories,
they all seem very real
you'd thought they
would simply disappear,
but a lot of time
has gone by since
and now here you are
where even the walls have ears,
having heard many stories
over the years
so what's it going to be tonight?
'hold my hand',
says the hour hand to the minute hand
of the wall clock,
tick tock!
as time seems to pause
and you deep dive
into the music,
lyrics and instruments
with their own
ups and downs,
yet in perfect coherence
the harmony taking you places,
feels like a nightcap
for some midnight nostalgia
coming back,
you snap out of it
as the sound waves
fade way
in distance
'well, that was a nice little adventure...
onto the next one!',
your mind goes.
an ode to a little midnight nostalgia induced by great music.
luciana Aug 2020
poetry in disguise
soothing for the soul
thousands of playlists
waiting to be explored
Ileana Amara May 2020
I remember on a night out,
the butterflies and a genuine smile,
every song to another brushes off my doubts,
unconsciously engraving into my soul;
the beat, the words, the melody,
my fragile heart seems to understand the language of music.

a playlist of beginning and throughout,
will always hurt more than
a playlist played on the ending,
because to remember the good times and weep is a sweet misery.

IA
Janica Katricia May 2020
and you sent her a title of the song you wanted her to hear
saying it was saying about the feelings you have,
you wanted her to feel.

but, she heard it before.

you can't blame her
but she did

she had felt the world dance around the same beat
swayed through the waves of the sounds with the wind
when she was on her way to the beach
one hot summer day.

she had fell asleep on the same song
on a school night
having to wait to be validated.

she have cried on the same song when he left her

now, ask your self:

are the songs really for her?
Just a piece of advice. It has been a mainstream gesture between everyone to showoff our playlist to our significant others or even to those people we like. Yet, let's be mindful and be sensitive of the songs we sometimes send to them or dedicate to them as it will have an impact to their emotions and also their impressions to us (especially if you're still trying to impress them) If possible, try to sing yourself the songs you wanted them to listen so that they could feel the sincerity of emotions you wanted them to feel of you dedicating that song. Because little do we know, they have already heard the song, or they already have cried on it.
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