The Guitar And I
Music is the common language of our vast world.
The guitar is my greatest gift, I create common language with it.
Music is a gift passed down through generations.
The guitar and I are one.
Music enlghtens my mind and soul.
The guitar enlightens my spirit.
Music has no enemy.
The guitar has no foe.
A deserted island is my destination.
A guitar is all ill need.
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.