Song Lyrics

What Became Of You ?
What became of you, with your wisdom of life? Why are you silent now? Tell me, what became of you? You parted ways, chasing new destinations, I lost my path after losing you; what became of you?
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets
You're Why We Choose The Bear
Grizzly bears don't wait outside bars... They don't follow women to their cars. They don't put drugs in your cup... They don't call you a "fucking cunt."
By CT Idlehouseabout a year ago in Poets
Baby's on a Plane
Well, she called me Down in Dallas Waitin’ on a plane Undivided My devoted And I would be the same I said, Baby Honey baby
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
A Song for Every Loving Heart
Every heart that dares to love, Will sing a song, the stars above. A melody pure, a tune so sweet, With every rhythm, dreams complete.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
"WE LIVE IN A BUBBLE OF RUBBLE". Content Warning.
I toned down my anger from the election. I must move forward with love, light, peace, and eventually understanding. We are here on Earth for a short while amidst all the chaos and hateful rhetoric of 2024. Freedom, equality, and love for all.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Make a sound
Make a sound that will change the vibe make a sound that will color every plant make a sound to shift the dark side make a sound to sway in a better time
By Darkosabout a year ago in Poets
Create a portrait where I smile while I weep
A Portrait of Tears and Smiles Create a portrait where I smile while I weep, Let sorrow be expressed, but not as a spectacle to keep.
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets
You’ll never return, I had to say
You’ll never return, I had to say, You went far away, as I searched each day. For centuries, in valleys, I waited for you, You came for a moment, smiled, then I searched anew.
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets
Our Great Sea
Our Great Sea Oh, our great sea, Your breeze graces our land, A scent of amber sweet, Your touch makes our home grand.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets
How can I tell you of my pain?
How can I tell you of my pain? It’s not a story, not so plain. Not a word I can simply write, Not a tale to recite tonight.
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets
Red
It’s good to see you It's good to see you now It's good to hear you Laughing by the L.A. crowd In time That I do believe
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
The Home
The Home Home, the haven of love and serenity, Where happiness resides, a source of tranquility. It is the heart’s rest after wandering far, And where life finds peace beneath its star.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets