Modern poetry describing music

When you are happy, you listen to music. When you are sad, you begin to understand the lyrics. Please enjoy the modern poetry collection about music, I hope you like it!

Modern poems describing music 1 flow like a transparent moon.

A nice tune, a spring.

Through the transparency and tranquility of the human mind

There seems to be a shallow floral fragrance, which is euphemistically revealed.

Floating among flowers

The wind fled back to its cave.

Sadness returned to The Dark Castle.

Where vilen's soul burns.

Life is jumping and spinning.

Climb a rainbow dream

The stars are fading away, and the mountains are flowing affectionately and gone.

Where the flute sounded, the birds were singing.

Modern Poetry Describing Music 2 Music

Always help me.

Deal with some psychological trauma

it is

My spiritual magic weapon

Precipitate impetuousness for me

The beauty of music

This is beyond comparison

Ultimate beauty

It gives me a kind of wisdom.

A sense of satisfaction

Blue sky.

The pure land of one's soul

music

You really made me depend on it.

Fascinated me.

While listening to music

Beautiful melody

often

Let me inadvertently

Hit a full of surprises and regrets.

Sometimes it makes me cry.

Take off a strong appearance

Sometimes it immerses me.

In the field it describes

hard to extricate oneself

lonely

I need her to accompany me.

sadder

I need her to comfort me.

weary

I need her to relax.

depressed

I need her to vent.

It always approaches me inadvertently.

Let me infatuate with it.

Modern Poetry Describing Music 3 Music

People always like to see the world with black eyes.

Although it has a twisted smile;

Nothing can save them,

Except to meditate on heartbreaking nights.

In the world of the blind,

Voice and heart are all they have. Poetry describing music.

Sometimes jealousy is like the death of a chameleon.

Sometimes it's a pity, because I can't walk to the wheat field.

Music is for them.

For us,

Music is a lover destined to break up.

Cunning and perverting are intertwined.

Hey! But why when I play the piano,

My heart didn't stir any ripples.

"Every piece of music tells its own story.

Sadness fills my whole body, including music. "

Said timidly in my heart.

Modern poetry describes music. Music is like a vacuum cleaner for the soul.

Use magic skillfully

Turn my thoughts into a fairy tale.

The ending is neither dark nor burdensome.

Colorful rainbows float everywhere.

The check-in of the prince and princess

Happiness haunts the nerves.

Shake your head-look satisfied.

Slightly raised corners of the mouth

An indelible symbol of happiness