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Nina McNally Jan 2011
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Used cds, dvds, & games &
Let's trade. Here's the place to sell all your cds, dvds, & games.
Let's help you find the

Music, movies, or games that you want.
Only at Bull Moose is where you can find great deals
On any cds, dvds, games, & even records.
So come on in, where
E**veryone will welcome you & help you find what you need.

Bull Moose; where music is our business!
copyright; 2011 McNally, Inc.
wrote this to put in my application to Bull Moose ( a record store where I live)--you make your own application.
Emanuel Dec 2014
~
Waves of Love.

I will rise above the sea of myst
Glistening clouds I’ll kiss
Joyfully singing as Krishan I visit
O holy spirit
I fumble my words but I love you so
The one for whom we are given loving glow
My structure more or less rigid I know
Time to just go ahead and let it flow
Making sweet usic with keystrokes
Enduring nothing, loving for show
The light of a universe creating illusion
The confusion, always eluding
It is to known I will say it cldarly
The universe is made of love
So come on, get near me!
Not me, physical, though you may if you wish
But me the consciousness
For it is awareness
The giver of all that is
And I am so grateful
That I could give you all a kiss
Hi neighbors
Hi family
Hi friends
Hi lovers
We all need to begin
By loving each other.

@
Location

Troubling always
When you believe in location
As if there are some
And they are more valuable.
The world is not made of locations
It is always here
It is always here.
Location is mental
It is narrative of instrument
Be
Free
Live

#
123 numbers

One is Unity
Two is Separation
Three is Creativity
Four is Rationality
Five is the World
Six is Man
Seven is Heaven
8 is Infinity
9 is the End
10 begins again
Eleven is Unity

$
Money

Imaginary wealth
To distract us
From what truly is

%
100 of it is Love

^
As above
So below

&
And then…
Light

*
Stars that twinkle stars that shine
Hint at something, more divine
If you stay you’ll hear a message
“Don’t forget
You are a blessing!”

(
I think a lot of thoughts
But they are not me)

_
Floors don’t exist
And never
Is imaginary

+
Adding and subtracting is futile
The nature of the game
Is always 0

!
How could I forget
To exclaim
My name
K
Emanuel!
Credit to the top of the keyboard for being a huge inspiration. I was going to post these as separate poems, but I realized they work better together. Bit of a long read, but hey - hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed making it.
Harsh Oct 2012
S** un light gushing through the window on that summer afternoon, left me
A westruck as they bounced off your golden locks. You continued to create
M usic so surreal, I felt still asleep lost within a sweet dream.
U nleashing the darkest desires within my soul, you continued to
E ntrap me a little bit more every time we came into contact. Emotions,
L ost during my last battle with Cupid, were revived one by one.

R eality losing yet another battle with the phantom of the summer,
O ver-dozed on your boyish charms whilst suffering from an impatient heart.
W ild look in your eyes burns into mine, and as you speak I
L ong to kiss your lips with raving passion, hoping it would last an
E ternity and a little bit more. Maybe you will, maybe you won't, but just
S mile for now and play your music, 'cause it makes me "feel" again.
This poem is the sole property of me and cannot be copied or used without permission. [Copyright G.H. Rodrigo 27/08/2011]
Nina McNally Feb 2011
Come one, come all.      Are you
Ready?     The night when
It's all about
The music!     All I can see and all
I* can hear, is MUSIC!
Can one n
ight really change the future of music?
And the answer i
s yes.
Longing to go

And see it myse
lf, live, in person.
Coming and go
ing of the performing artists,
Coming and going o
f the awards and speeches.
Last chanc
e to see who wins
And who performs together.
I love the Grammy's
!* The one night it's all about
Music! The one award show I can't miss.
All Hail Music!

copyright; 2/13/2011 McNally, Inc.
title from an Avenged Sevenfold song,
and inspired by the Grammy's.
Greatest night on Earth.
April Sparkman Dec 2010
In life there is a beat.
The beat is coming from my soul within.
And with that beat you'll hear a scream.
Coming from my hearts waking dream.
The dream is where my love is found.
My love is tied into knots.
To untie them I can never stop.
If I stop this freight train in my brain,
The music would slowly fade away.
Without music it tears a hole,
Into my body's living soul.
From that hole I start to bleed,
A hidden truth from inside of me.
To see the hidden I need to cry,
Pure, clear tears like a looking glass.
Through the glass that cuts so deep,
It becomes a window to a sea of stars.
They live forever among us.
When the tiny bits of light disappear,
The sun light breaks though all barriers.
Crickets chirp and birds sing,
Natures beautiful song.
Every song needs music.
In usic there is a beat.
Nina McNally Jan 2013
Welcome world, welcome to the land of
CYY; Where you can be
Yourself; Where you can sing,
Yell, scream, or dance along to your favorite songs!

9* million people who are CYY,
4 ways to listen; Radio, Phone App, Online,
. or on iHeartRadio.
3 ways to request a song; call, text, or
F*illing out on CYY's website. So welcome to our
M*usic family, where each day we grow bigger with more CYY freaks!
Copyright; 2013
McNally, Inc.
I wrote this for my local radio station for a contest to see Passion Pit.
(2 of 2 poems I wrote; see Passion Pit)
Note: WCYY's website is www.wcyy.com, you can get their app and iHeartRadio's app in the app store for itunes or andriods, and if you are in Maine you can tune in at 94.3fm.
Jack Taylor May 2014
La la la la la la la la. You make me sad because of how yo
u step on the cracks of the sidewalk in the hopes that some
one's back will indeed be broken. If I ask you to stop, to ******>w down, you slam on the gas and begin to aim for the light
posts. You tell me to shut up and listen to the sound of the m
usic on the radio but the engine is too loud, don't you realize
that? I asked you to be my Genesis, but you just told me you
're already my Revelations. I don't want this to be the end bu
t now you're driving towards the edge of a cliff and now I am
scared but you're squeezing my hand and the marks of your
fingernails are imprinting on my skin. I love you and the cliff
is so close but now I can hear the music. La la la la la la la la.
Adam Oltrop Mar 2014
If there was no
Music,
A** darkness would reside in me, a
Giant storm cloud
In my heart
Never leaving,
Everlasting.

Anguish.

What would be the point
Of living in a world
Robbed of rhythm and beat?
Life would be breathless,
Dead quiet.

Imagine A World.
Seema Sep 2017
Accepting
Before
Change

Denying
Each
Fault­

Get
Him
Inside

Just
Know
Love

Mus­ic
Never
Over

Perfumed
Quaikee
Roses

Spread­
To
Ultimation

Versing
With
Xaern

Your
­
Z**ab



©sim
Accepting your love as they are without any change. Denying their faults as in appearance. Get him inside, remember to just have and know love. While the forever playing music is never over. The fragrance of the perfumed quaikee(outstanding, special look)roses, spread to ultimation(to the best version). By versing and conversing with xaern(to enjoy something so much you begin to hate how much you like it) and your cute little zab(blabber or talk).
Michael John Jan 2021
i)

a butterfly for the
very eye
it made some wild
cry
a whole with
my
eyes

a whole
aye!
t 'was i
blind?
my life
by-

and by..
silently
i, moon
on a
loving see
sighed

a lost child
love tried
I would bide
hide
hi
h

E ar
M usic


all i ever
needed
all i ever
wanted
all
A
ll..

ii)

when i was
small

iii)

now i am
T
all


iv)

a lost soul
bargain basement
sold
dreams soiled
hard boiled
foiled

v)
but music
remained the
same


vi)

that is life
a ty to lz..

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