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Love Poems About Sung or Sung Love Poems
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: africa, art, blessing, feelings, how i feel, humanity, patriotic,

My Allegiance I Vow

To my terra of roots
my allegiance I vow
I wallow in your fruits
and to your flag I bow.

Dream not till wake of dawn
beaming sun light I wait
burst of glee of no bourn
the feels of the soul, sate.

Awe chills into my spine
as your Hymn in pride sung
for Home in peace I pine
and love never be swung.

How could my pen, you turn
in a fine rhyming word
as my quill longs to learn
inking with grace and verve.


by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: christmas,

Christmas Waltz

Soft
songs in
tunes
know of
Christ child's love
in praise
that
pure dear
notes were sung,
as Kings bend low
with gifts of
gold and
oils
to bless
God's sweet son.
Christmas,
we
share His
love.


Dec. 21, 2015


by Sohini Mukherjee |
Categories: death, deep, mystery, , sweet love,

Ashes


Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?

You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?

I barely recognised your voice 
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to be sung
Can you hear it dying?

Just one more knot
Tied up your body to the cot
I'm pouring the fuel around
Don't you smell it burning?

Goodbye my sweet love
Endure what you deserve
I've been waiting to burn you to ashes
Did you see this coming?



by John Watt |
Categories: love, nature,

Forest Fortress

A forest - sunlight squeezing through the arms
uplifted by its countless ancient trees.
So fortress-like; her inner royal charms
even the time-worn traveler seldom sees.
What culture lies within? What foreign tongue
is chattered nervously by bird and beast?
What joyful hymns of revelry are sung
which, by my drawing near, in fear are ceased?

My love, those hidden parts I find unique
are those which I would most desire to know.
Dark corners which I least wish you to seek -
the very ones you need the light to show.
Though brighter are the colors from outside,
let's pledge to let no hues within us hide.

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: devotion, inspirational love, prayer, religious, river, spiritual, spring, water,

sung



sung buddhist prayers
released afloat spring rivers
    a skyward mist



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on March 5, 2018, for contest HAIKU, THEME: WATER  sponsored by MICK TALBOT

by Mike Hauser |
Categories: life, love, nature,

Nature's News

The only news these days I need
Is sung by birds in high top trees
In the middle of the forest deep
That's the only news I need

Tells me all I need to know
Natures plans in rays of hope
All the news that's fit to run
Singing of seasons to come

The outside world can have its faults
No need for me to know them all
Only the good news that nature brings
That's the only news I need

by Cherie Durbin |
Categories: children

There's a Sport for Everyone

"There's a Sport for Everyone" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "The Farmer 
in the Dell".

There's a sport for everyone,
There's a sport for everyone-
Baseball, soccer, basketball;
Sports are so much fun!

Bonus activity: Ask each child which sports they participate in or would like to try. 
Explain that there is a sport for everyone, no matter your physical capabilities. Some 
sports like English horseback riding may require more mental skills than physical. Tell 
children, "If you try a variety of sports, you're sure to find one you love!"

by Berteena Harmony Of The Soul |
Categories: bereavement, cancer, grief, loss, lost love, native american, tribute,

Windwalker

I
knew a Tiger
who swam with dolphins
along the razor’s edge

and
meditated with a yellow bird
under his honey’s tree
in a west coast garden.

A
rare breed
from an indigenous
creed.

His
poetic wisdom
written with
zen.

He
sung his songs
in syllables:
5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7.

His
beloved’s last kiss
left him fragrant roses
when she crossed over.

Where
did our
Windwalker
go?

Lava
beads, sky lanterns,
and a beautiful
rainbow.

Is
he crying with Coyotes
to the moon or on
heaven’s Windswept Shore?

I
knew a Tiger
who walked
with the wind.



by Berteena
Harmony of the Soul
PoetrySoup Poem of the Day - January 29, 2019

by Tim Smith |
Categories: love, tribute,

This Masqurade - A Leon Russell Tribute

Ivory pieces transcending space and time
where the words just got in the way
lost inside the smoke of just another day

A song for you deep from a sensitive mind
reaching for a reaction for actions done wrong
forgiveness sung for a special friend of mine

When the dew drops no longer shine for me
and a hard rain begins to fall
they'll be no visitors after midnight
but I'll still be calling your name 

We were all alone and I was 
singing this song only for you!!



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pT5aYRgmgyM

   


by Krystal Cochrane |
Categories: love, musicme,

Don't Interrupt the Music

Dissonance is delegating the intensity in my eyes
Minor chords unveil the passion my body can’t belie 
Eighth notes are lightning sparks that burn my finger tips
And when you play Fminor7 I tend to bite my lips.
I want you to scale my thighs 
the way you play A minor harmonic
Deftly wrenching haunting moans 
Experiences anything but platonic
Allegro Legato Crescendo Vibrato
Sing to me in Italian and tell me to hold my tongue
But if anyone interrupts the music …
a piano's lid comes crashing down--the last note never sung.

by jay del fierro |
Categories: hope, love

Anticipation....

Lamps lit in the darkness
like a jeweled evening gown
my soul sings of an emptiness
not having you around...but,
heartsong's are sung to the brightest star
hoping they find you wherever you are...

Can you hear me,while I wait to hear you?

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: friendship, places,

Feelin' Soupy

Read poems, but don’t go slow.
Too many poets here to know!
Just click that mouse around this site.
Makin’ new friends and feelin’ Soupy.
Do be, Do be, Do be, Do be. .. . Feelin’ Soupy.

Hey there, bloggers,
What cha’ sayin’?
Can I find PD here playin?
Who’s got something cool for me?
Do be Do be
Feelin’ Soupy.

I’ve got contests to try,
Winner circles to see.
I’m frazzled but dazzled by great poetry.
Let the late night keep casting its moon beams on me.
I’m so loopy
Feelin’ Soupy!


By Andrea Dietrich/ Inspired by the meter, lyrics and tune of “Feelin Groovy”
(which was sung by the awesome “Simon & Garfunkel”) and also of course,
inspired by my love of Poetry Soup!!!



by Deb Wilson |
Categories: love, passion, , sweet love,

sweet love song

love is fresh and new
   but grows strong like an oak tree
      sweet shade in the sun

foundation of trust
   hearts and souls given freely
       thoughts that live as one

kisses like nectar
   skin to skin and arm in arm
      song sung endlessly






by Charlie Smith |
Categories: christmas, love, religious,

The Gift Of Christmas



     Let one bell toll for each and every soul in this most joyous season
     To remind our hearts of a greater gift that lifts our lives with reason
     Renewed with hope, with love and peace, reborn each Christmas day
     From Grace we're shown the greater plan by a child that led the way

     To live this life in virtuous light, it's worth dispelling wrongs
     Would surely leave its epitaph sung in loves most enduring songs
     With extended hands and spirits full, that never bend or sway
     Could truly be the greatest gift for the child that led the way.

     12/21/2016

by Michael Grugan |
Categories: depression, devotion, friendship, lost love, nostalgia, sad,

Sword of Roses

What, then, is Love but a sword of roses
Which cleaves poor waiting hearts
And thusly drunk with the blood of saints
Exults in its own dissipation?

And mine, a soul it so jagged gashed,
A scarred and wilted husk
Which once had songs to Heaven sung
Yet now but gasps with the fetid breath of dying things...

Oh soft Night's tapestry:meadows, fields, 
The courtyards of the Moon!
Now but brittle corpses endraped in silken mask,
Their board and banquet but sullen Death
Mocking of Light, fair Hope, and fond Embrace...

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: i love you,

The Love of My Life

          To feel the touch of love from you,
          My heart rings out so clear;
          A song with passions sung anew,
          In words I hope you hear.

          The softness and the warmth I feel,
          My soul in soft embrace;
          To live a life in love so real,
          No sense doth dare replace.

          Forever may my hope abide,
          In harmony so true;
          To eternally in Love reside,
          My Dear, My Wife with you.

by brittany martin |
Categories: devotion, love, sea, people, people,

Stella Married To the Sea






O fair lady- lady of the sea
by the name so fairly called, Stella
Yes! that name ever so dear to me.
And Stella who rides a ship-
marrying each wave- caressing the salt
Rides, boldy rides until a shore she haults.
But no land in sight, so Stella ride!

A bell be rung, a song that sung
From home town Oklhoma to Stella who's gone.
So sadly at a distance, people see her blood
trapped under the salty surface as the ship does run.
The death portray but people not know the 
O fair lady- lady of the sea
by the name so fairly called, Stella
Is merely with and married to the sea.

by James Marshall Goff |
Categories: inspirational, life, lovelove,

Now and Forever

Is there love above the stars
where hearts renew their

endless vows and evermore
is sung by those who hold

their precious moons so close?
will our thoughts upon this

quest chant sounds of love 
my heart requests and travel

endless paths proclaimed by
secrets only Angels know?

maybe words can never know
what lies inside our untold

souls; and yesteryears tomorrow 
knows are really here beside

us now; so evermore becomes
a cloud that drifts beside us

even now; without us knowing
here today, tomorrow's hearts 

                                          in love

                                                   they'll stay

by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: how i feel, i love you, mother son, moving on,

YOU'RE MY WORLD

You’re my world You’re everything to me Motherhood It’s been a joy you see Ever since you were born I’ve been so proud I can’t help telling the world out loud When you left it was hard to let go It’s not easy being mum you know When you call I hear your voice I know you’re fine, so I rejoice You’re my world You’re everything to me Precious son You mean the world to me Dedicated to my amazing son who is the light of my life ‘You’re my world’ is a Line used from the song Lyrics sung to the tune of 'You're my world' Gren’s Evergreens #4 Cilla Black Sponsored by Teppo Gren 7/7/18

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: emotions, feelings, how i feel, hurt, love hurts,

Shield Of Fear

Time lingers when your heart's breaking
and you feel each minute detail.
For in the pursuit of true love
dreams and wishes rarely prevail.

Truth is destined to outlive lies
immune to hope’s masking effect.
And anchoring reality
it forgives moments of neglect.

Love's a song that’s sung in duet
orchestrated by lonely hearts.
And it's an intimate tune with
a harmony played in two parts.

Love doesn’t follow any rules
its path is unpredictable.
For dreams are interchangeable
when souls are inseparable.

Though an intangible feeling
love's as real as a kiss or tear.
Yet when eternal bliss beckons
you choose to rase your shield of fear.

by Seren Roberts |
Categories: loss,

Wish I knew you when I was young

I wish I had known you when I was young
With poems to write and songs to be sung
Walks In the moonlight holding hands
Skinny dipping leaving clothes on the sands

Family to build knowing right from wrong
With memories brimming out keeping  you strong
Love your hint of a dimple when you smile
Your willingness to go that extra mile

The squeeze of your hand meaning all is ok
I am not going anywhere, here to stay
Why did we let the years pass by
Why didn't we say. let's give love a try

Penned November 23 2017













by Christy Hardy |
Categories: faith, hope, love, time, visionary, day, day,

Happy Birthday Jesus

You were born on Christmas Day,
in a land so far away.

Your mother laid you in a manger,
that was made of hay.

The wise men came with gifts of love,
they knew you were special, sent from
above.

You died on a cross, to pay for our sins,
but one day soon, You will come back
here again.

Songs are still sung, about Your birth,
but the sad thing is, some still don't
know Your worth.

An Angel spread the news, to the shepards 
in the fields, telling them rejoice, and go tell
the people in the hills.

Christmas Day is Your birthday, a day to celebrate,
for those that believe, and those without Faith.




by John Watt |
Categories: song, travel,

The Long Train Ride

We boarded for the long ride on that train -
It brought back memories of being young.
Conductor: "Passengers will please refrain!"
Now 'City of New Orleans' on each tongue,
We sang through all those train songs we'd once sung:
The 'Loco-Motion', 'Marrakesh Express',
Then 'Peace Train', 'Love Train', 'Crazy Train' (a mess!)
We sang, 'Last Train to Clarksville' just for fun
And 'Chattanooga Choo Choo' (more or less!)
"We're gone 500 miles when day is done".


by Nick King |
Categories: loss, lost love, loveme,

Lesson Learned

                                Lesson Learned. 

I never thought I'd hold a wild bird, not once in my short life.
It sat and sung a song for me, that she would love me all she could,
Then it flew away from me, with a lesson told with strife,
Robins and me are meant to be, so you must let her go for good.

by Jennifer Raymond |
Categories: love, mystery, passion,

Antique

Your love shown like an antique bloodstain on the dress of our decay.
You pushed your hand through 
the over grown garden to crush the final living rose.
Blood seeped from your pores.
We held hands on our last night on earth.
We dance on the graves of loved ones lost.
And we kissed under the trees 
and under the sky.
We sold our souls to the vampire in our dreams.
We sung about broken hearts and lost souls as we cried.
We were never meant to be.
You can take these tears.
Watch the blood drenched TV screen flicker with anticipation.
Dancing in our sorrow.
And singing in unrivaled beauty.