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Lynn Greyling Jan 2015
This love will end as any other...
As the day ends when the sun is gone,
As summer ends when swallows leave…
It will end before I love you for ever.
Emmy Dec 2014
and if the sound of the rain drums in sync with your heart
then you're the lucky one
for most not all can't feel the beat of our
own song
let alone the d
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                                     of the rains one
-e.m
-e.m
RW Dennen Sep 2014
Musical night chants in summer night a calling in stilled darkness
An impending scattered thought soothed by the nightingale

Reflection in a cool reverie
as the great earth-shadow stretches in abundance
The body caressed by moonbeams
dances the rhythm,
and the rhythm flows upon another;
a time to stroke and embrace
the eternal night passion

Participation of the Venus ritual involving heated flesh,
sweet, sweaty smell of pleasure
entwined excitement in a ******
chorus of Nirvana
And the final falling limp relaxation of
the aaah wow...
Renae May 2014
The culture
Pow powpow pow!
Feet shuffle in the dust
the clatter of hollow instruments
filling the atmosphere
A fire burns, hands clap, voices ring
in the contagious sound of
Victory!

Pop's Sweet 16
Headphones are all she hears anymore
Romantic bliss in sweet melodies
playing over and over in her ears
Lost in emotion swept away in a dream
A fantasy

The dancer
Feel the beat
He moves his feet in perfect timing
lost in a world of his own, the audience
Is captured in his movements
they are astounded as he
Becomes one with the song

Soul singer
The story is in the emotion
The pain is related in sounds
The heart is caught up in the moment

The rock star
Rebel
Legend
"I am here! See me! I exist!"
A belief of independence
The attitude of rock

Roots**
Homegrown country
Family and faith
Roots make a man
or a woman
sing life like a story

Music is influence
"Music is the abstract art of arranging vocal or instrumental sounds in a manner that produces a flowing, unified, and thoughtful composition that has melody, harmony, rhythm, and timbre. In contrast to the other arts, music is not a readily tangible form of expression and is only validated when its sound patterns are skillfully interwoven into a format that is both evocative and appealing to the ears. Music may be called both, the most mathematical and the most abstract of the arts. Unlike words, pictorial images, or dance, however, musical tones in themselves have no concrete associations, and only gain meaning when they are combined into patterns. Through the centuries, various philosophers have attempted to integrate theories on the essence of music with their particular world views. Many non-Western cultures and some Western writers as well have perceived it as an inherently mystical force, able to unlock elemental truths or principles that cannot be translated into written or graphic form. Music is an important part of our lives, and has been an important part of every civilization known to man. It has been identified as the second category of sound a child relates to, after the voices of the parents. Throughout time, music has been an important means of displaying the ideas, experiences, and feelings of different societies and cultures." - blogspot music
Raphael Uzor Mar 2014
Step by step it flows
Unleashing trapped desires
Edifying body and soul
Unifying humankind in entire.

Reaching within depths untold
Possessing, with grooves so bold
With rhythmic waves and strides
Varying from tribe to tribe.

Dancing is a rite
Not a mere reaction to music
Dancing is a language
Spoken in the voice of the body

As music transpires with bodies
Bodies of beautiful maidens
Bodies- voluptuous, with sweat
Leaving our warriors gasping!

Dancing to the beats
Dancing to the rhythm
Dancing in the heat
Like horses never ridden

Dancing is a bond unbroken
An expression of feelings unspoken
Well spoken by the untrained
Well grasped by the unlearned

Birthing in the cries of Ogene
Riding on the waves of Udu
Floating on the wings of Ekwe
Gliding in the ripples of Oja

It is the essence of our tradition
Passed from generations of old
We express it proudly
As we answer the call of Igba.

© Raphael Uzor
Inspired by traditional Igbo dancers.
Ogene, Udu, Ekwe and Igba are Igbo percussion  instruments. Oja is an Igbo flute.

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