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Music is language
Language tells lies
Deception is danger
Protection applies
The Outlet May 29
The words flow best,
In the places you won't go.
Each dip in the brain,
Places in your mind where it rains.

I can't fault you,
These things bring great pain.
But if you wish to make music,
Which I know you do,
You need to.
Take me somewhere slow and easy.
Take me somewhere where the pain can’t be felt through the waves as they crash against the shore.
Take me somewhere where the skies are so blue that their brilliant hues can bind the hurt.
Take me somewhere where the pressure of life doesn’t consume me, as the music lulls and keeps anxiety at bay.
Take me somewhere where I’m not expected to bind my joy to pay the people’s currency.
Take me to a place where life is gentler, where the wind caresses my face and the sun warms my days.
Please take me away from here.
I’ll find my peace on the horizon, out on the open highway.
It’ll find me as the moon lays its song on me, soft lullabies for a weary heart.
And I’ll be okay, I promise, once I leave this place.
I’ll leave the pain and all the damage here.
I’ll lay it down for good, all that this town has put me through.
All the tears and tired souls with plastic hearts and stone faces.
Take me somewhere where the air is crisp and clean, and I’ll breathe easier as I lean into the breeze.
Take me somewhere slow and easy.
Anywhere but here…

-Rhia Clay
Nick May 28
Music,
a language everyone understands,
bringing its essence to life,
provoking variants of emotions,
like Orpheus,
creating melodies that cured but sorrowed his people.

Its importance,
like a mystical forest,
containing unknown melodies yet to be discovered.

Coldplay,
creating songs that unraveled as we aged,
relating to our deepest feelings and desires,
provoking different emotions,
ones that the crowd can deeply connect with together,
providing true memories to cherish.

Music heals,
like those who provide the utmost genuine love,
giving it to those who need it,
creating euphoric and serenified moments,
preventing flashbacks that had caused sorrow.
This poem expresses the significance of music and how it affects our lives.
Nick May 28
Trance,
unleashing its greatness,
sings the heavens aloud,
while you fall into an unknown world,
full of emotions yet to be felt.
topacio May 28
let out your darlings gently
and remember them as
quiet ammo you silently  
tucked into your gun
lonely and tired
in the thick brush of
your musket room,

remain silent silent silent
and hear the metal clang
against the barrel wall,
until your finger becomes
too heavy with its exotic ache
and you fire it off
into the distance

and watch the white smoke rising,
heralding the new pope
within you,

let out your darlings gently
1DNA May 27
Life, a living orchestra —
a slow, steady climb,
the beginning of an overture,
greeted by the ****** of bells,
a gentle lullaby.

Gradually ascending —
a hum of the cello,
followed by a whisper of drums,
and a surge in pitch —
an escalating crescendo.

Emotions of music —
an overwhelming symphony,
dances alive,
attains its pinnacle,
an immense apogee.

A languid fall,
Into a pit of echoes,
all life enervates,
fading;
the final moments
before the end begins.

Aftermath creeps,
ushering in silence,
inching along,
devouring bit by bit,
towards a silent cadence.
Learnt some new terms related to music!
Juno May 25
And so my sweet lullaby’s
Hold my hand there
Pull me along these treacherous roads
Hold me tight
Through the darkness
And keep me going
You always have
I need you now
You are- always- forever
I rely on you
You could not let me down
Not like everyone else has
You wait with me
Through the horrible times
Not trying to pretend it fine
But understanding
Being there
And with that I am eternally grateful
Then when I am ready
you guide me gently -back to the light

-JJ
13/05/25
Artis May 24
The song that speaks,
To a generation
The language—
Invading one's ears,
With a melody
To remember
For a lifetime.

In memory —
Not by just words
But the emotion,
The sounds it invites —
Into the room.

Something we all feel,
No need for words.

A room full of people
Can always be silenced,
Everyone singing along.
One song,
Many voices,
A quiet humming,
Till the chords run dry.
Whats everyone's favorite song? 💗
Life is a beautiful emotional symphony.
A tapestry of exquisitely arranged chords of truth,
melodies of blue.
All orchestrated and arranged in a stunning range of love,
and a lasting stanza, encompassing all that is unknown..
I hope your melody walks with you gracefully all your life.
May it softly serenade you when you believe all hope has vanished,
and offer you healing, always remaining by your side,
whispering to you endlessly, from dusk till dawn.

-Rhia Clay
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