Song Lyrics

Memorial Day 2025. Content Warning.
After sleeping in today, I decided to create this commentary into a video story song. This is my commentary regarding the occupation of the Whitehouse by demented evil clowns who create destruction, death, and genocide.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
She Kissed Us All on the Moonlit Floor
When she softly sang, “Kiss me, under the Paris twilight,” something in me stirred— like a breeze brushing past an unguarded heart.
By Eric Q Fengabout a year ago in Poets
Digital Dreamer
A glowing gate to distant lands, With keys beneath my eager hands. It hums a tune, a gentle sound, Where thoughts take flight and dreams are found.
By mitty anegoabout a year ago in Poets
Love Across Vocal
*This poem an homage to this classic tune by Nat king Cole…Not sure if it qualifies, but I had fun. It’s a bit schmaltzy and optimistic. File it under Lighthearted Laughs, I guess?
By Leslie Writesabout a year ago in Poets
Memory Loss Hurts Deep
💔 I hold a name I cannot find, a fading echo in my mind. The mirror shows a face I knew, but now it's lost in shades of blue.
By Leesh lalaabout a year ago in Poets
Miss Universe.
You are my rhythm and queen And you are the only fiancée, You are my passion and universe, The prefix I wish is Miss to Mrs.
By Sandeep Sahooabout a year ago in Poets
The Seed of Kindness
The earth lies parched beneath the sun, A silent plea for what is gone. I seek of God, what makes us blind To simple acts of being kind?
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
The Weaver's Prayer
The city sleeps beneath the haze, Lost in a labyrinthine maze. I pray to God, what makes us stray, From paths where love lights up the way?
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
Tire Streaks
Another go at D.K.'s challenge. Huge thanks to her once again for creating it, and warmest congratulations on making an impact. We wouldn’t have seen the recent Leaderboard announcements from Vocal without her efforts.Readers: be sure to check out the Vocalite Manifesto series and see the legacy she’s left behind!
By Dalma Ubitzabout a year ago in Poets
An Ode (These Three Words)
I love These three words, heard Riding in the car: Memory like a hug.. loved the thought long These three words... by Stevie Wonder. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Weary of Love
Weary of Love I grew tired of love It had become my refuge and escape, A longing I once pursued. Then came femininity and crowned beauty, Pure-hearted, an endless hymn. You surprised me with your radiant presence, After silence had settled in my bed. I confronted the night each passing evening, Sleeplessness sighing beside me. Then it spoke a truth "I am the dark night, You only see beauty in me Through the lit candles. You, always still, Never striving to shine. Life is a pursuit, a desire, For those who seek love Today, I see your face illuminated, Lights rejoicing in your attire. When the candles lit, I saw a butterfly dancing around you, Yearning for your presence. I found beauty, The dance of butterflies, All seeking you. You have changed, Now your nature is captivating. With love, we revive; With life, we trade. When she approached me, Her lips adorned with smiles, Fragrant with amber. I said, "Welcome, my beloved, The joy of my heart, The paradise of my state. You were once my thought, A dream I envisioned. Today, you reside in the heart of a lover, Questioning the past. Why the distance in the early days? She danced, adorned herself, Paused before speaking, Perhaps to ignite my longing With the sweetness of her song.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets
Step into the Echoes Beyond the Veil. Content Warning.
Pookie is my niece. We are starting a podcast based on the paranormal. We will talk about firsthand experiences and beyond. This is our promotional video with music by Vicki. The characters are from my prompts given to LTX Studios. I wrote the song, created the video. This will be a fun podcast exploring the Paranormal. Pookie and I will share our 6th sense gifts with you.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets