Gaylord Munemo

Rookie - 136 Points (20 May 1991 / Masvingo)

Music [collaboration With Miranda Mabuto, Delboy Jones And Donald Kuutsi] - Poem by Gaylord Munemo

Boom! ! Zoom, who is in the room,
we got company in the studio,
Delboy on the mic with the vibe,
Donald on the piano, randie on the violin and
Gaylord on the drums as the beat makes the heart beat louder diluting the chronic pain in the heart,
camera lights action as Randie takes the dance floor
as if its like pick and roll on the floor,
as the zeal ignites the rhythm of the music in our
hearts, suspending our conscience into ego while
the beat and rythm of the drums ignite our hearts away from sorrow, as music takes over the heart
the vocal sounds and instruments produce
beautiful rhythms and melodies that soothes the
heart and mind from any tension in our lives,
music, a special antitode for the virus called missery
and sorrow that is in our hearts and beat and rhythm creates the breeze that dilutes the fury in
our souls
Music an art of expressing emotions, tones
arranged in order
and sequence as the beat, Rhythm and emotions in our hearts convey a meaning to different people in
the community circles as the sound, beat and
rhythm arouse hidden happiness and interests that
we can't express alone,
Music a state of relaxation to the mind and solace
during hard times, Music a realm and hotline for hidden emmotions in
the inner heart, Music a wake up call for the mind
when the zeal is so high, high as a satellite.
One may fail to explain the zeal and what is in the
heart, only the Harmonics, the pitch, the flow of
dynamics and timbre binds and open one's heart to express the hidden emotions, as thoughts will be
induced to open the realm of truth....
[Gaylord Munemo]
Boom! ! Boom! ! There goes the drums of the
hear the echoes from the sea, the precision of the caribbeans,
To heal a wound, to broden a smile and a special
To shed a tear, and to make one see a bit more
Encoding of utterings either exotic or erotic decoding vocals, alien or foreign,
Music my old time lover, let it be you and you
Divorce not yourself from my ears,
Your Flow in a slippery floor of my veins,
Rhythm to boost lost count of stimuli to come from Euphonic or from Stereophonic,
Music the art that revitalise the weak,
Music the
unquenched thirsty of a desert,
Music the truth coexisting in reality.
[Miranda Mabuto]
Music, a whisper of the wind in the willow tree, The pitter, patter of the rain, the cobble the street,
The swishing of the eagle wings high up and free,
Thus the real Music have you listened to the
harmomy of the bees, the melody of the ants, the
cresendo of the whale,
how can one fail to stop and listen to this music...

Comments about Music [collaboration With Miranda Mabuto, Delboy Jones And Donald Kuutsi] by Gaylord Munemo

  • * Sunprincess * (7/11/2014 11:27:00 PM)

    ..........truly loved reading this's a.great collaboration of genius minds...
    ...........loved it from the first line
    ~ Boom! ! Zoom, who is in the room, ~
    ...........loved it to the last line....
    ~ how can one fail to stop and listen to this music...~ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 12, 2013

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