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Zywa Nov 11
I sing, cautiously,

just to myself, still without --


anyone hearing.
Composition "Sonatine" in e-moll, for piano (1905, Max Reger, opus 89, no. 1) first part: Allegro moderato e con espressione, performed by Cor van Wageningen in the Organpark on November 2nd, 2024

Collection "org anp ARK" #37
Vanity lights.
Production sets.
Heat on high.
Dim lit.
Fame is all in your head.

Truffles in the air.
Wine stained carpets.
Knife over the bed.
Lipstick bruises.
The low numbers aren't fair.

A throbbing migraine or two.
Smoke envelopes the halls.
Hushhh, play another lullaby.
Of course not all dreams come true.
There'll always be a new one, more than you.
silvervi Oct 5
Maybe later it's going to get better
Maybe later it's going to be fi-ine

Maybe later it's going to get better
Maybe later it's going to be fine...
A spontaneous song I sang today.
silvervi Sep 26
Dancing at the equilibrium
Trying to fulfill the balance
Of the night
Of the night
Of the night....
A spontaneous song I sang. Trying to process internal conflicts.
apricot Sep 6
When you're feeling down and blue,
Just start singing, it's what you should do.
Let the music lift your spirits high,
And watch your worries slowly fly.

A simple tune can ease the pain,
And make you feel alive again.
So find a song that speaks to your soul,
And let the melody take control.

Whether you're happy or feeling small,
Singing can lift you up, that's all.
So don't be afraid to belt it out loud,
Let your voice be heard, be proud.

In times of trouble, in times of glee,
Singing is the key to set you free.
So grab a mic or sing along,
And let the power of music make you strong.
Zywa Aug 22
Singing a mantra

together, sounds full of life --


in - out of ourselves.
Song "Flo flo flo me la" (1960, Nina Simone), album "Nina Simone at Newport"

Collection "SoulSenseSun"
Zywa Aug 21
The work is hard, but

every night we sing away --


all our tiredness.
Song "In the evening by the moonlight" (1960, Nina Simone), album "Nina Simone at Newport"

Collection "Home sea"
MetaVerse Jul 29

          Summerlight sunflight—
     singsonging songbirds singing,
winging blue heaven.

Colleen Brown Jun 24
I sat atop the roof so high,
And sang my mournful lullaby.

Years went and the tears went
Pouring down my face. A crier
At heart, emotions run my game,
Though I was never taught how to play.

When the going gets tough,
Pull yourself up by the bootstraps,
Making sure not to hang yourself
In the process of “equality for all”.

There’s nothing equal about love, and
There’s nothing fair about emotional reactions.
Both happen spontaneously, subconsciously,
And
Suddenly
You’re living a life you never imagined.

I’m tired of singing this sad soliloquy.
It’s time to leave the roost.
rekindling my inner voice in rhyme and reason.
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