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August 14, 2019
 

I'm done
I'm done with being played like a fiddle
I'm done with being played like a drum
I'm done with being played like a violin
I'm just done

I'm done with being played like a guitar
I'm done with being played like saxophone
I'm done with being played like a viola
I'm done with being played like an idiophone

I'm done with being played
That is all
I'm done
I'm not a hoop that's waiting for its ball

I'm just done
My heart has had enough of being played
My mind has had enough of being played
My body has had enough of being played
I'm. Just. Done.

I'm not someone you play with and get away with playing, at the end of the day
Like I said, I'm not an instrument of pleasure nor am I a sport
I ...

RESOLVE
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August 11, 2019
 


I run to escape

        The fire that burns inside

                   That rain can't put out.

JD


*Escape; No Escape*

A haiku (3 line poem with 5,7,5 syllable line structure)
#FireAndRain for the #Aug19WEchallenge #SongTitlePoetry

I heard this song on my very long ride home from Ohio a few weeks ago and it made me think of my mother because although I knew her 'time' was coming, I always thought that I'd see her one more time again - the pain and guilt ignites a fire that no run or any amount of rain will ever be able to put out

And yes, 'fire' is 2 syllables

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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August 6, 2019
 

The Late night music thought...
The energy is immeasurable...
Sometimes the whole bunch of people cant make you feel anything what one song from your memory lane can!

And no matter how moved on your life has turned but that song always and always will remind you of that particular person!

#suchinsanityofourmind
#ourmindsarereallytheunpredictableshits!

#she-lio

WHITE CLOCK
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August 2, 2019
 

“They will love the better you
But I still own the ghost of you...”

-Palace, Sam Smith

DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY
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July 31, 2019
 

"When only love, could make a way...You gave Your life, in a Beautiful Exchange." -Hillsong: A Beautiful Exchange

DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY
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July 31, 2019
 

Hey Lettrists!
What are your all time favorite #post2am songs?
Mine are:
              Hindi:
                       Tamasha OST
                       Silk Route
                       Agnee
                       Discography of Amit Trivedi
                      And of course, Prateek Kuhad.
             English:
                          Older albums of Ed Sheeran
                          Eminem
                          Led Zeppelin
                          Pink Floyd
                          Frank Sinatra.
Do mention your favorite #post2am songs.We may end up finding some new ones.Who knows?
                                                                      -R.D.
...

ORIGINAL
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July 27, 2019
 

Music is my passion, its there when noone else is and alone in mind
Sometimes it's the lyrics or just the instrumentals that suits my kind
It's helps the sadness making it bearable to breathe
Running deep through my veins it silently weaves
So what my hero doesnt wear a cape or flies through the air
I think mines better playing his guitar and saving me through his lyrics and flair
So many songs have saved my life when I wanted nothing more than to die
Musicians are my true life hero and Now you see why

MUSIC ON, WORLD OFF
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July 19, 2019
 

This song is for my favorite female artist - Adele (although I know she writes her own lyrics, and probably will never get a chance to read this, but still, this is for her...)

                       "Dream"

   Too many years have passed
    Since I saw your pretty face
             Bright as a dream,
           Took me to the place
      Where two worlds colllide.

          And yet slightly I slide
Down that rollercoaster of mine
       Hiding my feelings aside
in the darkest corner of my mind
          believing we'll be fine,
     By naming ourselves friends.

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MADE WITH LOVE
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July 18, 2019
 

  NEW ENGLAND GOTHIC: I can’t tell if it’s the end or the beginning, I’m doing everything I can to try and fix it, but knowing me I’ll probably miss it, these voices get so vicious it feels like I’m ripping stitches.

  -I prevail

HOPE BATEMAN
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July 12, 2019
Kirkland, United States

What is love?

    What Is Love?

Baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
No more
Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me
No more
What is love?
Yeah
I don't know why you're not fair
I give you my love, but you don't care
So what is right and what is wrong?
Gimme a sign
What is love?
Baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
No more
What is love?
Baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
No more
Oh, I don't know, what can I do?
What else can I say, it's up to you
I know we're one, just me and you
I can't go on
What is love?
Baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
No more
What is love?
Baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
No more
What is love?
What is love?
What is love?
Baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
No more
Don't hurt me
Don't hurt...

SEE IT SHARP
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July 14, 2019
 

this song is for HRVY

Somebody-kashvi
every morning there's a crowd
to look at you
every girl dreams to be with you
and I can't keep the world
from loving you
but I want to be the one
who you'll love

and I might be anybody
but I'm not a nobody
and I can be somebody
I can be somebody to love you

every time I look at you
I can't calm me down
every step that I take
I want you to be around
and I can't keep the world
from loving you
but I wanna be the one
who'll you love

and I might be anybody
but I'm not a nobody
and I can be somebody
I can be somebody to love you

ART OF WRITING
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July 12, 2019
 

You sound like freedom
And racing with the wind blowing
Against my naked face
And take me to worlds I could not
See on a map

MADE WITH LOVE
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July 9, 2019
 

                     The Truth

Crave for freedom, pray for privacy.
This life is a, travesty. My life is flying away from my eyes and i just sit and do nothing.
Oh lord, give me strength, give me thy power. Why have we all become so sour, in our thoughts or the way we look at everything? Is it the way we were raised or the way we were tailored? Our mind is getting tapered, layered with hate, rage and
animosity.

For J. Cole.

MADE WITH LOVE
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July 8, 2019
 

He conocido un sinfín de desastres a lo largo de mi vida, cada uno con cualidades distintas.
* El desastre número tres, lloraba mucho, no lo niego, sufría bastante, sin embargo, a diferencia de los otros dos, encontró su escape a través de de una guitarra y unos versos líricos. Descrita como arte, pero uno de los más bonitos.

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July 8, 2019
 

Dear letterists,

A new week... A new challenge.

For this week we challenge you to write a short song for your favorite artist. In your letter, let us know who you're writing this song for, and perhaps we'll share your letter with your favorite artist on Twitter and Instagram!

Tag your letter 'song'.

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WORLD WATERCOLOR MONTH
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July 8, 2019
 

Now what would I change to get you back to my arms again
Instead that my life made you in love with a different man
If in my time you would pass my life Could I still take you
as my love,

Tell me what I wanna do,
tell what I gotta do better .

Cold nites and harder days
Bed to lie down, lay away
Have a heart facing foreign places
Tired of seeing love,
tired of waiting
But I keep on doing it
Ain't gonna stop until we're through with this 💕

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WORLD WATERCOLOR MONTH
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July 5, 2019
 

There is this song, it takes me back.
It takes me right back to a time.
When It was fresh, I was yours and you were mine.  The good times we shared, when our love was new and you cared.  Oh how this song takes me to every special moment, between you and I. Somehow I have forgotten what it feels like to be loved by a man. Even the memories cannot attach that feeling. Sometimes I wish we lived in a universe where our story did not end.
A story where we are together, we don’t have to pretend. But wishing is nothing but a simple thought heightened.

Xoxo

The song is: first kiss by Joey Pecoraro♥️

ZEESHAN MOMIN
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July 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The pendulum swings
bound by an unseen rhythm
and an indecipherable time signature
that leaves us with only questions
and a metronome that can't find the pace
in a symphony we still hope to follow
though the parts we thought to learn
are lost in an unfamiliar harmony
descending to a minor key better left unsung

We cling to the sweetest melody
the one we sang that very first time
we knew the touch of the truest love
and know even further still
that it warms us even now
in the midst of an unknown movement
and a shortage of direction
from our most trusted conductor
who completely embodies the song

SEE IT SHARP
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