The Making Of Me: Tune Me Up Poem by Niealie Petit

The Making Of Me: Tune Me Up

Rating: 3.5


Music Man,
Music Man,
Play a tune for me.

Make it loud,
Make it raw,
Make it sing,
Make it shout!

Make it send me up the walls,
Make it send me down the street.

Make it rude,
Make it mean,
Make it irreverent if you need.

Make it pretty as the day,
Make it ugly as the night.

Make it nice,
Make it nasty,
Make it make me forget,
Make it make me remember.

Make it cast light in the dark,
Make it reveal the secrets of my heart.

Make it make sense of me,
Make it sensory,
Make it cut,
Make it maim,
Make it banish all my shame.

Make it spit,
Make it fight,
Make it have a killer bite!

Make it because of me,
Make it in spite of me.

Make it make love to me,
Make it just give me sex.

Make it hold me,
Make it unfold me,
Make it console me.

Make it calm my mind,
Make it stir my soul,
Make it restore what was lost.

Make it unpredictable,
Make it know what I don't,
Make it supply all my wants,
Make it answer all my needs,
Make it teach me how to do the same for others.

Make it inspire me,
Make it put fire in me.

Make it cruel,
Make it kind,
Make it so good that it really blows my mind.

Make it a dis-jointed mis-harmony of melody,
Make it keep in time,
Make it supersede all space and rhyme,
Make it truly sublime.

But, most of all make it all mine.

Saturday, January 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Music
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 05 February 2015

A bit too long, but nice!

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Suburban Lovechild 04 February 2015

You make it well...what music makes this happen?

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Niealie Petit 03 April 2015

Any music that moves me and my soul :)

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