Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, gaiety and life to everything. It is the essence of order, and leads to all that is god, just, and beautiful, of which it is the invisible, but never less, dazzaling, passionate, and eternal form.
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Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.
Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, and life to everything.
Because, music is my eternal life.......
When there is a song about love
then the music does become a soul of my heart
When I hug the melody of music
then I feel the spirit of words, traveling with me
When the voice of music passes in the air
then my ears are listening to its harmony
When I close my eyes and feel the rhythm of its music
then I dream an angel of its music goes around me
Melody is my love and the eternal music is my life
The music has its own story that plays with amazing emotions
and I can hear its beautiful song with touching rhythms
Let it be symphony, classic, jazz or hard rock
but everyone loves music which has only one language
in this universe that has known as Sound of Music.
Anyone who has no interest themselves in music
is nothing but dead bodies on the ground.
Because music is my eternal life.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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The song of forever, the dance of now
Before the world began… did our Creator
contemplate the way it should begin?
the sweetest way to animate and order
all this glorious whole contains within?
The Hindus have no doubt: a sound, a dance,
were our beginning; every molecule
of Shiva’s body dances to the song;
his soul the music of eternal rule:
so should we dance our way through mortal life,
eternal music in our inner ear;
so make our life a flowing song, a flight
that sings immortal ether into air;
a sound, a dance, a rhythm; harmony;
from which soars each soul’s unique poetry..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Destiny Decreed
Awakened by the beautiful sound of heavenly music
Imaging birds in orchestral chirping
Feeling the passion with which the musician plays
An orgasmic explosion to the ear
Eyes transfixed to the distant sound
In the garden below
A soaring bird losing altitude
To catch a prey
Flight after flight
Floating down the stairs
In search of where the music comes
In search of the familiarity felt
Heart racing
Leaping past a kaleidoscope of colours
In front of him the most beautiful
Elegant girl
Eyes closed in passionate play
Startled by pigeons taking flight
Awoken from her trance
Eyes glazed over
Drowning in the pools of each other's dark eyes
Brought together by the universe
poem by Persian Khushi
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Music Is Universal!
Music captures mind,
Moves heart and soul!
Music sways everyone
Both for joy and sorrow!
Music has no language
But absorbs all languages!
Music is food for love,
Creates mood for romance!
Music makes all dance
To its tunes long or short!
Music is divine for all
Whether it's East or West!
Music is eternal as Universe
As silent as divine everywhere!
poem by Ramesh T A
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It Must Be Imagination
by Kenny Loggins & Tom Snow
When the feeling isn't right
They say you see it in a lovers eye
But I'm wide awake tonight
'N I'm looking for a reason why
It doesn't show
Still somehow I know
Tell me that it just ain't so
Say I made the whole thing up
It must be imagination
Why can't I forget it
God, you'd think I'd know better
It must be imagination
Gone completely out of my mind
It must be imagination
Tearin' me apart
'N breakin' my heart
You can say what is real
You can tell me if I'm in a dream
'Cause I know what I feel
But I don't know what to believe
Turn on the night light
Even if it takes us all night
I gotta be sure by daylight
If I've made this whole thing up
It must be imagination
Tell me if I'm right
'Cause it's changing my life
It must be imagination
Everybody knows
There ain't no way to fight it
It must be imagination
Breakin' my heart
'N tearing me apart
If I'm only dreamin'
Then I'm cryin' in my sleep
You should be shakin' me
Why ain't you wakin' me up?
It must be imagination
God I must be losin' my mind
It must be imagination
Does anybody know
Is there anyway to fight it?
It must be imagination
All in my mind, all in my mind
It must be imagination
If you wanna go, I just got to know
It must be imagination
Oooh tell me what's the problem
Why you wanna go on breakin' my heart?
1982 Milk Money Music (ASCAP) and
Snow Music (BMI)
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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A Musical Sound Is Forever!
Music everybody loves in the world;
Birds are loved mainly for their music;
Animals and plants too love music!
I have seen plants growing by music;
I have seen snake dancing by music!
Nature, music and book occupy all;
Without them life will be a real bore;
Life interest depends on their influence!
I have seen people with ear phones
Enjoying music when walking or travelling!
Music is beautiful order of sound we hear,
Which is produced by musical instruments.
Sweet voice of singers with music is divine!
I have seen many listening to TV Music often;
I have seen all dancing by pop singers’ music!
Gentleman Jim Reeves moves many hearts;
Pop King Elvis Presley still entertains fans;
The Beatles move the hearts still to divinity;
Michael Jackson has created music history;
Ricky Martin has made president dance too!
Who is there not moved by music in the world?
Essence of Dharma is Lord’s Song, Bhagavad-Gita!
Spirituality is developed by Lord’s music in Nature;
Musical preaching of Lords have become holy books
That rules the heart, mind and soul of all in the world!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Topsy-Turvy
We are fantasies come alive
manifestations of consciousness
realizations of ideas and visions
the universe is one interpretation
of innumerable alternatives, more
than 99 per cent of the measurable
content of our physical dimension is
invisible dark matter, the demonstrable
effect of invisible energy – all mass is
solidified power to be released
when required
Trying to turn this topsy-turvy, arguing
the material universe came first leads
to insoluble conundrums – logic and
planning are part of my assumptions,
I do not visualise hit-and-run attempts
until random hits start to form patterns,
it is irrational and contrary to common
sense, I subscribe to the spiritual theory
that awareness came first and the rest of
the universe has been created to learn to
deal with experience…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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We Live In An Old Universe Of Pain And Sadness
WE LIVE IN AN OLD UNIVERSE OF PAIN AND SADNESS
We live in an old universe of pain and sadness
With billions of deaths behind it
And many billions more to come-
Murders in tons
Cruelties beyond conception-
We live in an old universe of pain and sadness
Of life and death
In which cruelty plays its crucial part-
How much less lonely and more beautiful would our lives be
Could we only dream that all beings were only kind
And all touching of others done with love and gentleness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Beloved Beautiful Soul
Beautiful soul,
Why is it that you do not speak,
When it is the beautiful words you utter which I seek.
Oh beautiful soul,
Why is it that you do
Not seem whole
What could have possibly struck you,
Leaving a painful hole.
Dear beautiful soul,
You have altered to
What one may call a
Tormented soul.
My darling once beautiful soul.
How could you let the
World make you so.
When your spirit is much
Broader than the universe itself.
Now tormented soul,
Do not be cold,
Upset, disappointed
And bitter.
You've turned your light out
Which was once greater
Believing that you couldn't
Glow brighter.
My beloved beautiful soul,
Let faith and courage
Be your angelic showl
That shall lighten
Your shoulders and
Uplift the burdens
That torment your soul.
Beautiful soul,
How much I do admire
Thee so.
Break the chains that
Have withheld you
And let your wings unfold.
poem by Pride Mokhele
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Beautiful One
Oh no so beautiful
So beautiful
I'd give my flesh for yours
I'd sacrifice everything
You are my door to a new beginning
A lucky charm potato pie
So sweet you make me cry
I can't deny
The way you make me feel inside oh
You are the beautiful one
And I love to hold you until the sun
Goes down on your soul
Have mercy on me
I'm crazy 'bout you
Look at all the things your lift make me do
You are my soul when there's no music to play
Oh I wanna marry someone like you someday
You are the beautiful one
And I love to hold you until the sun
Goes down on your soul
Oh beautiful one, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go
Can't you hear the bells ringing,
Doves crying in the air
With this ring I promise to always be right there
Through the good and the bad times forever yours
I will remain, with your love baby in my life
You know we can stop the rain, yeah
You are the beautiful one
And I love to hold you until the sun
Goes down on your soul
Oh beautiful one, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go
You are the beautiful one
And I love to hold you until the sun
Goes down on your soul
Me baby, with me baby
Oh baby yeah
Don't you, don't you
Don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, you leave, no, oh
You are the beautiful one
And I love to hold you until the sun
Goes down on your soul
Oh beautiful one, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go
You are the beautiful one
And I love to hold you until the sun
Goes down on your soul
Oh beautiful one, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go, don't you ever go
Don't you ever go
Yeah, oh don't go
So beautiful
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
Oh ah-yeah, oh, ooh, oh, ooh, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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Pablo Picasso cubism
Your soul
Is an invisible side of a cube,
Sensing the real touch
Of your body.
This side becomes
A form in my mind,
Gaining an ideal existence.
In this frame I keep
The essence of
This special thing
Called love.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Leave Me There
Take me
On your winged-fancy
On a long flight to the ether
Where clouds of diverse pattern and color
And varied fragrances cross ways
On their celestial journey.
Where stars and starlets are engaged in endless gossip
And the queen Moon adorns her marble throne with a silvery smile,
As am lost in the echoing-remains of music of the sphere,
You leave me there, leave me there.
Escort me
In your dive into the bottomless depth
Of the ocean-bed where under-currents in blue attire cross ways,
Where oysters wait for me with gifts of pearls,
Where mermaids sing marvellous melody,
Where vegetative organisms turn sides
On the cozy sea-bed in assured indolence.
You leave me there, leave me there.
Lift me
On the delicate wings of your imagination
To the universe of poesy
Where eloquent words of love
And timeless tune of the sad music of humanity
Are intertwined into a grand poetic fabric.
Leave me there my sweetheart
As I grope in the marvel of this poetic universe
In eternal ecstasy and enduring insanity,
Leave me there, leave me there.
The Essence of my Dreams
Losing myself in flight on an early summer's morning-
In flight, unaware of the direction-
Unaware of the time of day, I know that
I don't believe in heaven anymore-
In flight above deep blue mountains-
But not weary of the sun's rays attacking me-
Never touching the sun and
Never finding my rainbow,
A myriad of colors are painting the sky-
Though only inside the world of my imagination.
Losing myself in flight and wondering-
If I will ever find safety and peace of mind here in the sky,
Amongst the scattered clouds that surround me-
I could hide behind a cloud to escape reality-
Reality that has become none but a threat to my existence.
Within the figment of my imagination-
I have wings that carry me high above the mountains,
Above the treetops and the ocean turning green as
Its waves lap against the shore-
A multitude of colors are decorating the land below-
Trees are never green but violet in their hue and
That ocean- green but never blue as are the mountains-
In flight I am losing myself in so many different ways-
Separating myself from the world into which I was born-
My mind is creating visions of far away places and
Inside the fortress of my mind, God has given me wings to fly with,
Although I do not believe in heaven-
Within moments I find myself lying upon the ground-
The sky, cloud covered as rain begins to pour down upon me-
I am a lost, lone, and confused spirit-
Threatened by sounds of cars speeding up and down the road behind me-
And people shouting while thunder claps and lightening strikes.
Voices inside of mind are commanding me
To lift my wings and take flight once again-
However I am trapped, being unable to fly, my wings having been phantasmal-
Though inside my dreams I can swim the ocean, searching for safety and familiarity-
Perhaps I shall find myself an island amongst the sea-
But alas only in my dreams-
And perhaps the rain shall stop falling and a rainbow shall rise above the mountains-
Inside the world of my thoughts I shall paint the sky blue and cloudless,
Lift my wings and soar back into the sky and look down-
Down at this world where I have always wished to escape from-
Happiness shall be found within the world of my imagination-
Violet hued trees - their branches swaying in the wind
May someday give me shade as I close my eyes and dream,
Then I shall burst into song, in chorus with the voices inside my mind-
I have peace of mind now knowing I can be anyplace I can fathom-
Because I am a person who though never believed in heaven-
Strongly believes in the essence of my dreams…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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In the spirit of Rumi - 27
‘O My Beloved –
I lose myself in the world’s distracting multiplicity,
yet cannot find the One in my restless mind –
I am in a desert place, a place of desolation… ’
My Beloved said
see the reeds, gently swaying like swooning dervishes
on the river bank, their feet in the water –
a man could sit for hours and watch them –
are they not beautiful?
See now the reed-flute, so carefully crafted,
waiting there to sound out sadness, love and joy –
is it not beautiful?
See the musician – how his eyes shine
with the music in his soul!
Is he not beautiful?
Hear the music that he plays –
telling its stories of life and death, of heaven and earth –
is it not beautiful?
Now watch him as he plays
the music which is himself
on the flute made from the willing reed –
am I not the One you hear in this?
I am beautiful in My Oneness;
I am beautiful in My multiplicity;
Is there a greater miracle than this?
And you, the witness of all this in Me –
is there a greater miracle than yourself?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Haloes angels without wings
as man transform in its unique formation, the soul illuminate
his spirit creating a halo of sanctity of wings in his humanoid
form
our navel, made us to believe that man, is created out of nothing
but, a breath that ends and begins our life to see and witness, the
living God
thus making, every human being different from other, forms of
living organism, in this changing world, a purpose that ends, to
a simple dust of where it started
in every action of touch we made, gives us the credits of thanking
the source of who's the giver of everything, the sole and the
heart that exist, before the concept of existence comes to being
let not your heart and eyes see, the halo of sacredness engulf your
self, be a philanthropist of heart and soul to our brethren, for the
wings of sanctity molded you towards life everlasting
in every season of your heart, giving and sharing is the paramount
of an endless eruption of denuding yourself for the kingdom of
God is at hand
every moment is a moment of passion to live, in the heart of every
man, regardless of creed and race, it is a faith that satisfy not
only your soul, but to the whole universe
it is now the right time to hold on, and to fly on the wings of eternity,
the wings that you have made is the wings that leads you to the way
to reach your destination
let our heart, sober your achievement, let our wisdom surf with you
in your journey, for everything you do, lifted us to see, the haloes in
our hearts
'we too, are human, a great chance to be an angel without wings '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Music……
Music gives life a soothing motion
music controls our every emotion
Music is god to whom we pray
Music helps us pure our souls each day
music gives every moment its true worth
Tears at a wedding, or be it childs birth
music gives me life like the sun
music wields me to strive and run
music serves as our only inspiration
music takes us to a world full of imagination
If music is god then god is true..
music like god, is within me and you..
Me and music will never fall apart..
music to me is the soul of my heart.
poem by Abhijit Surve
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Musical notes of life
The sun peeks through the horizon
In the wake of another day
As heart drums, breathe waves
Vibrations inside veins
Alert the soul;
Though and reason
Move notes of live within
Real self wrestled with the ideal
Arrange sounds of being in time
As inner peace champions the soul
Our life just plays on…
Like good music
Delight to the heart
Nice to the ears
Mind and soul struggle
To define time with vision
Dreams challenged with who we are
Conducts life musical bar
Yet, inharmonic each day unfolds
As hope give way to chaos
Unified or in disarray
The mind compose its play
Our actions write the lyric
Being in time make music
Music for life…
Performed to the audience
To the watching universe
To the world concert it shows
Composed in notes as each day goes
Existence in universe makes music
The sun rises every morning
Another day comes to be
It’s a new note musical key
Harmonized or in disarray
The mind composes its play
Musical notes of life…
poem by Fasika Ayalew
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Music to Relax
Every beat, every tone
Music is rhythm of soul
Pop, Jazz and Country
Release all our worries
Music gives life a motion
Music controls every emotion
Music calms the mind
Music helps us – our way to find!
Music is inspiration
Music – full of imagination
Music has feelings
Music gives life a meaning
A Slow beat is silent word
A fast beat make you shrewd
Every moment its true worth
Music gives life – new birth
Music is melody
Music moves your body
Make people jump up and down
Spin in circles round and round
Music for celebration
Music for education
Music for entertainment
Music for refreshment
Listen to music to change your mood
Listen to music to keep you cool
Listen to music just to relax
Listen to music to make you sleep
poem by Divyesh J. Shah
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