Poem: Music of dragons
Playing, a soft music with them among. deep is the piano, standing in the forest, sending his music between the trees, lively all seems, even the flying dust, like fire between earth and air. playing, through the evening.
Venturing: Calling Music
Venturing: calling music "surprise that there is a package already at our front door." i heard yang spoke out loud to herself while her eyes darted to the front door. i blinked and turned towards her, "are we expecting a package?" "no.
Running in the Rain pt 2
As music gets louder and faster, ryker begins convulsing like he is transforming into a wolf. he hunches down, acts as if he is growing claws and canines and a snout.
Elegant Symphony
#11 of national poetry writing month figured i would do one about music this time around! just a short one containing some of my thoughts about music and what it says about people.
A New Goal
As he opened the case, he saw the plated inscription on the inside lid catch the light: _tj - may music always follow you - ht_ the rat sighed as he rubbed a knuckle against the plate. tj hadn't thought of him in a while.
Walking Backwards (Lyrics)
This is a song inspired by my up coming novel "Reverse" I am walking backwards, Past destiny, and into a world, Of pure fantasy, What awaits behind me? Or what waits in front of me? I cannot tell, Because everything is backwards, Left is...
the pianists journey
I wrote this while listning to a song by a particular music artist i enjoy on newgrounds known as halcyonicfalconx, the song is the same name, so its easy to find, in fact.... heres a link to the song, [http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/210913](http
Armageddon(test story)
Almost no one knew about the song as it was kept in not liked by many armageddon fans seeing as it was so different that their normal style of music.
Innocence
"it...makes music." "like on the radio?" "uh huh." i smile. "can you play any songs?" "uh...yeah, sure, but â€"" the mother intervenes, pinpointing and aiding my hesitation.
Becoming a Legend
The music dims as she stands shakily, ghostly afterimages fading into the night as she staggers back down the hill.
Title unknown
Instead with the music in my mind beginning to beat faster, i walked into my rooms, donned my sword and grabbed my bow and its arrows. _the war begins with me._
The Feeling
The music, the voice, the complexion of the simplicity of your lyrics. how does one create? how does one interpret art like you do? how does one define art like you do? what was this song called again? red sky? something like that.