Rhythm and sounds are born with syllables.
quote by Jean Philippe Rameau
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Bond Born With Nature
born in primary blood
blood born in ceremony
bond born with people
bond born with nature
life rhythm flows
life rhythm sings
life rhythm is harmony
life rhythm flows in eternity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It Came Into My Mind
it came into my mind what she started as a riddle.
syllables of life.
and of the seasons.
nine syllables for her till blooming till wilting
of the chrysanthemum, those which are not so white
against the snowy mountain of Fuji
two syllables for her brief stay in the woods
when she comes back as part of the wood itself
the twigs mourn for her
the leaves do not sing and the river stops flowing.
i ask myself, now that i have learned what syllables stand for.
how many syllables do i need to love you completely?
i have only one for you. The rest shall be my lies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Rhythm (feat. Ice-T, Donald D & Diva)
The rythm is both the songs manicle and it's demonic charge charge
The rythm
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I'm Everlast born to be a caucassion but it makes no difference what persuasion you are
As long as you know how to get up on the floor and start workin' a sweat
To a musical measure that makes you move as soon as the needle drops into the groove
So get up and dance to the gift I'm giving, forget about your troubles get into the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Yo, yo, you know what the world needs...we need peace, rhythm
The rythm
The rythm
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The rythm
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The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
You linger for the rap singer, when Donald D brings the party to the deal my presence is felt world wide
You don't dance to this it's suicide
Put your hands into the air on, the M.C. cop, the girlies are pipen' hot
Natorious Lama is how I'm livin' don't step to me step to the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
You make me feel so good
Like I said before the world needs a lot more rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Listen to the tracks that rolls, watch the mic as it glows
The lethal weapon got you trapped in this dance mode
Ice-T's throwin' words at you like dodge ball y'all
You gotta move get hit, if you get hit, you fall, no jokin', no boastin' and no bragging
Grip the mic like a .44 magnum, dust you off if you suck 'cause I ain't
You want me to write soft rhyme's, sorry, I write the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
We need rhythm for the world to have peace and unity, we must first have rhythm
song performed by by Everlast
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Alankar(Decor) -74
Abortion-(Virgilio-
It is a seven line unrhymed poem
there are 6 syllables each in the 1st,3rd, and 5th lines,
5 syllables each in the 2nd,4th and 6th lines, and 8 syllables
in the 7th and final line.)
Abortion
When it came to its mom
Born first was the bond
A blessed moment both felt
But whose curse was it
Soon to break open it-
Sleet of blood and flesh
In mute wailing'mamma, mamma'
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Rhythm Is Gonna Get You
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
Yah ya goh
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh
Yah ya goh
At night when you turn off all the lights
Theres no place that you can hide
Oh no, the rhythm is gonna getcha
In bed, throw the covers on your head
You pretend like you are dead
But I know it
The rhythm is gonna geycha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna get you
The rhythm is gonna get you tonight
No way, you can fight it every day
But no matter what you say
You know it
The rhythm is gonna getcha
No clue, of whats happening to you
And before this night is through
Ooh baby
The rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna get you
The rhythm is gonna get you tonight
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh
Yah yeh goh
Yah yeh goh
Yah yeh goh
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna get you
The rhythm is gonna get you
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
The rhythm is gonna get you
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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A Rhythm Of Life
The rhythm of a heartbeat
is heard across the land
with every new child born.
A rhythm of life itself
that follows us everywhere
from the cradle to the grave.
No one can deny it;
it’s the most wonderful sound of all.
The rhythm of life,
the everlasting kind,
come the rain or sunshine.
When you wake up in the morning,
breathe fresh air in,
always enjoy the rhythm of life
for as long as you can.
7 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Well we really meant you to visit Paris in May, but the rhythm required two syllables.
quote by Vernon Duke
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Rhythmistic Pulse
One, two, three...
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic people...
Feel within a flow of a beat,
With a rhythm pulsed.
With a rhythm pulsed.
Rhythmistic people...
Find it easy patting their feet,
With a rhythm pulsed.
With a rhythm pulsed.
And...
Harmonizing with a life that's reached,
For the sounds of nature.
With a rhythm pulsed.
Rhythmistic people...
Feel within a flow of a beat,
With a rhythm pulsed.
With a rhythm pulsed.
And...
Harmonizing with a life that's reached,
For the sounds of nature.
One, two, three...
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
And...
Harmonizing with a life that's reached,
For the sounds of nature.
With a rhythm pulsed.
And...
Harmonizing with a life that's reached,
For the sounds of nature.
One, two, three...
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic,
One, two, three...
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic pulse.
Rhythmistic,
One, two, three...
Rhythmistic,
One, two, three...
Rhythmistic pulse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Impossiblity (Irenga)
Glorious sunset,
the western sky ablaze with shades of red.
Nature’s artistry
beyond a mans ability
to emulate or imitate.
Nature’s artistry
beyond any mans ability
to emulate or imitate.
Although they still try.
Perfection beyond their grasp.
Natures artistry
beyond any mans ability
to emulate or imitate.
But driven by some inner need
they are convinced they can succeed.
First stanza
5 syllables
10 syllables
5 syllables
8syllables.
8syllables
Second stanza
repeat last three lines of first stanza
then
5 syllables
8 syllables.
Third stanza
Repeat
Last three lines of first stanza
Then
8 syllables
syllables
Japanese style poetry
no obligation to rhyme.
(22/07/2007)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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After Reading Sylvia Plath's Riddle In Nine Syllables
sylvia, the elephant is inside your
tummy, you have become a melon growing and crawling in tendrils
a ponderous house
a red fruit
you have eaten a bag of green apples
and rode a train without stopping
to an exit
sylvia, i may not understand the nine syllables
inside you
for i am a man without
these syllables
sylvia i put two syllables somewhere
and it grows into three just three
there was bleeding and i saw it
i took her to the hospital and she was put into a sleep
and she was finally made to appear
clean to me
she was numb and speechless to the window panes
there was frost
and there was that bird which flew away since then
from her forehead
now, sylvia look at me
i was the man who only had three syllables
look at me in this sentence
i am a comma, i am a period.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pacific Trash Vortex (Triple Tetractys)
The rules for writing a tetractys are as follows:
Line 1 is one syllable syllable
Segment of speech usually consisting of a vowel with or without accompanying
consonant sounds (e.g., a, I, out, too, cap, snap, check) . A syllabic consonant,
like the final n sound in button and widen, also constitutes a syllable.
line 2 is two syllables; line 3 is three syllables; line 4 is four syllables;
and line 5, is ten syllables.
The fourth and fifth lines may rhyme or rime, the most prominent of the
literary artifices used in versification. Although it was used in ancient East
Asian poetry, rhyme was practically unknown to the ancient Greeks and Romans.
But this is not mandatory.
Waste
Sea green
Wavering
In slimy traps
In woozy circles
Gushing at the deep water horizon
Melody still rooting in bluesy rock
Gloppy red icing
Crooked letters
Violet
Colored
Dream
Fish
Yellow
Flimsy boats
Lanky white man
Muzzy from the work
Cloudy indigo sky hanging round all.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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I also like to follow nature's rhythm. In times or places, they have their own rhythm. So you cannot push it. So we must accept that as well. Wherever we're born at this time, we just live it.
Sounds explode
I.
Sounds explode
The science of pronunciation
Exposed.
Force explains when Rs are rolled.
Glory teaches the words
To find their lesser forms.
Prosody tastes of the intensity
Of vowels.
Tones’ rhythm are laid down
By letters and text moving around.
The quantity of speaking tongues
When weeping the significance of the word
Hum is an acceptable treasury
As the word cum.
II.
The third word creature born
Commonly called poems
Are formed by the
Supramundane foot formed
Yonder sun that glows
Gift of counterbalance of sounds
The poet gives to you
Salutation thee fourth foot
Desired of words flourish from the root
Large quantity of sounds as fuel
Some in pure decay
The oldest breath of the play.
III.
Greatest abode the animal soul
Considered the animal semen
Sounds, sounds, sounds
Bounded and endowed
Procreation of attribute vowels
Dump breath breathing
Vital nakedness proceeding on different paths
Leaves in their wake
On the breath the first animal sounds.
poem by David E. Patton
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Ode To Happiness
Ode to happiness
Joy cometh in the morning.
May only peace reign.
All our hope comes from above.
Wars shall truly cease,
When that which is perfect comes.
Rejoicing always
We shall overcome sin’s grasp,
When Heaven arrives!
The Earth will sing a new song.
Every knee shall then bend down!
A Choka Poem goes like this:
1st 3 lines = 5,7,5 syllables
2nd 3 lines = 7,5,7 syllables
Ending 2 lines = 7 syllables each
poem by Robert Edgar Burns
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Slave To The Rhythm
Work all day, as men who know,
Wheels must turn to keep, to keep the flow,
Build on up, dont break the chain,
Sparks will fly, when the whistle blows,
Never stop the action,
Keep it up, keep it up,
Work to the rhythm,
Live to the rhythm,
Love to the rhythm,
Slave to the rhythm,
Axe to wood, in ancient time,
Man machine, power line,
Fires burn, heart beats strong,
Sing out loud, the chain gang song,
Never stop the action,
Keep it up, keep it up,
Breath to the rhythm,
Dance to the rhythm,
Work to the rhythm,
Live to the rhythm,
Love to the rhythm,
Slave to the rhythm.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Perfections Highway
Do you feel the tapping of your feet.
Do you sense a quickening of the beat.
Rhythm in colour, rhythm in design,
Rhythm in your ear, rhythm in mine.
Hear the music liven up your soul.
Hear the notes as vibrating sounds control.
Let the pulsation give a serene touch,
Let the tempo mean to you, so much.
Sweet melody, weaving pleasant dreams.
Sweet melody, is always what it seems.
In accord, let intricate songs entwine,
In accord, they mingle, all so fine.
Come now, let the volume swell and strain.
Come now, let it be your best loved refrain.
For you, great symphonies will start to play.
For you, cloud nine’s perfections highway.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Rhythm Of The Heat
Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear
The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
It feeds on the blood
It feeds on the heat
The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Help open to the sun
Self-conscious, uncertain
Im showered with the dust
The spirit enter into me
And I submit to trust
Smash the radio
No outside voices here
Smash the watch
Cannot tear the day to shreds
Smash the camera
Cannot steal away the spirits
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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A Rhythm of a Heart That Loves
I hear the beating of a heart
A heart that beats with a rhythm
A rhythm I can understand
A rhythm I can sing unto
A rhythm of a heart that loves
It is this rhythm that makes me do things
Things I would otherwise not do
It is this rhythm that makes me say things
Things I would otherwise not say
It is this rhythm that makes me have thoughts
Thoughts I would otherwise not have
A rhythm of a heart that loves
It’s a rhythm of a heart that excessively loves
It’s a rhythm of a heart that disproportionately, intensively, severely and extremely loves
It’s a rhythm of a heart that loves
poem by Philani Zincume
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Rhythm Of Life
You say youll get over
It
But I know you better
Your feelings have been hurt a bit
And you just cant forget her
Youll want her back by tomorrow
But she wont remember your name
You better
Get lost in the rhythm
Get lost in the rhythm of life
Get lost in the rhythm
Get lost in the rhythm of life
You cant seem to step around
Lifes cracks in the sidewalk
You wanna live in the fast lane
But you wont be the driver
You could be waiting a lifetime
Before you make up your mind
You gotta
Get lost in the rhythm
Get lost in the rhythm of life
Get lost in the rhythm
Get lost in the rhythm of life
You say that my soul is lost
And that youre my savior
Youll do anything at any cost
To reform my behavior
Didnt I make it this far
By making up my own mind
You gotta
Get lost in the rhythm
Get lost in the rhythm of life
Chorus out
song performed by by Richard Marx
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Oh Yeah
(ferry)
Some expression in your eyes
Overtook me by surprise
Where was i how was i to know?
How can we drive to a movie show
When the music is here in my car
Theres a band playing on the radio
With a rhythm of rhyming guitars
They playing oh yeah on the radio
And so came to be our song
And so on through all summer long
Day and night drifting into love
Driving you home from a movie show
So in tune to the sounds in my car
Theres a band playing on the radio
With a rhythm of rhyming guitars
They playing oh yeah on the radio
Its some time since we said goodbye
And now we lead our separate lives
But where am i where can i go?
Driving alone to a movie show
So i turn to the sounds in my car
Theres a band playing on the radio
With a rhythm of rhyming guitars
Theres a band playing on the radio
And its drowning the sound of my tears
Theyre playing oh yeah on the radio
song performed by by Roxy Music
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