Music

This is for my love for music

each time you entice thy soul
even when bitter than salt
be it bass you're my base
in this voyage though i'll travel by bus

in the stinking trains we don't strain
because even then the dancers you train
along the narrow streets you boom
doesn't matter you're listened by whom

you've won lots of families thy bread
giving each an opportunity to breath
some of you fortify us morally
though some breach us morally

with you we praise the almighty
sung to the high and the mighty
be it with a guitar or violin
you make our hearts violent

Reviews

[Bear]

Fun the play on words that you used (bass to base) I like the premise of the poem but you didn't really identify that the identity of whom you are talking about is music, and had I not read (This is for my love for music) I would not have figured it out and if I am wrong and it isn't music it only proves the point. I love the message and emotional feel of your poem, your just a little vague on who (each time you entice thy soul) the you of this line is. I know some will say (with you we praise the almighty) says it all but we also give praise with prayer. I hope I didn't just make it harder to understand my point "shaking my head at my self for talking to much Ha! Ha!''

[Edward kipkirui]

it's classic and emotional... i love it

[Jack V.]

All right, cool. I had Gorillaz playing as I read it, not much for poetry but you caught me with the title. When I turned off the music I liked the poem better, didn't match the audial rhythm.

[Coyote Poetry]

Great description of music and the song. I agree. Without music. Would be a sad and lonely world. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote