Guitarist Poems

Guitarist poems bring the best collection of short and long guitarist poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great guitarist rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these guitarist poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on guitarist are here for you.

The Quiet Guitarist

The Quiet Guitarist short poem

She rocks the stage with elan Speaking not much with her clan Music her soul her heart Hands always moving like a work of art Strumming with fourths eighths and sixteenths Counting 1234 in patterns of beats Never a count

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Goodbye Is Never The End

Goodbye Is Never The End short poem

In solemn realisation of the dearly departed, A cut etched deeply into our skin, Heart hastened the bleeding while mind is cluttered, Life moves on but where do we begin? Enduring moments to moments as days passed, The bleeding subsides

The Dream

The Dream long poem

Last night, I had the most wonderful dream, There was a river of life, flowing in a stream. And I looked upon, streets of pure gold, I saw The Promised Land, that had been foretold. Diamonds, Rubies, Sapphire, Precious Stones,

Chicku-my Baby

Chicku my Baby short poem

While going away from you These thoughts came impromptu I love you my lovely Chicku Your purity and purity of Holy fire are akin You are the most cute and innocent face I have ever seen I can listen to

Dancing To The Tune

Dancing To The Tune short poem

Bow not your head to any on losing Bow your head to many on winning Whether it Rains or Shines See to it your Smile never wanes Whether you Live in a Hut or in a palace you need to

Dreams

Dreams short poem

A mist fills my mind, The smoke of a dream As she walks and talks And gives me her hand. A dream that feels real, But we know better. A dream carries you off But you always come home. You

It’s All A Part Of Life

Its All A Part Of Life short poem

It’s all a part of life………. Pleasing moments or painful days , Every night ends with the beginning of warm and comfortable day . Surviving in dark or living in the day , with the mercy of time every sadness

Darkness

Darkness short poem

Surviving in a holy mess she fathomed, the storm inside her. Grateful, she was of the darkness who created a chaotic perfection inside a devilish beauty. She feared the wolves, yet, it was the one who ignited the forest fire

If I Were Young Again

If I Were Young Again short poem

Piecemeal summer dies long winter spreads it’s blanket again. For ten years I have lived in exile, locked in this rickety cabin, shoulders jostled up against open Alberta sky. If I were young again, I’d sing of coolness of high

Dream

Dream short poem

Sometime small, sometime big But dream is dream Sometime it makes us happy, sometime it scares us But dream is dream Look it, feel it, and fulfill it Live for your dream and let dream live for you Long life

Every rise has a fall

Every rise has a fall short poem

Birds chanting and flying, How beautiful it is to be free, Their propensity towards nature, Reminding me of how brave I used to be, Fearless, courageous and heroic, Floating in the clouds carefree, Memories taking over the miserable present, But

Noticing

Noticing long poem

So much I notice now That before I was blind to Was you always that way Or are you someone new Notice your disregard for my pain Yours you demand all attention The world must stop for you Mine must

Her New Tattoo

Her  New Tattoo short poem

Softly butterflies flutter by Your fingers tracing down my spine Chemistry sweet between us two Through it all, eyes say I want you Your fingers tracing down my spine Smoking coals now lead to fire Through it all, eyes say

The Young Feet

The Young Feet short poem

His eyes could speak tell that he will become strong but inside will be weak They sang the gaiety of innocence Felt the happiness presence His first steps were dangling with those little feet As if he was heading with

Winter

Winter short poem

Oh how I love the cold air you breathe Of which that merges into the summer is what I seek The only emotion that soaks in the mayhem around Is the one I have been blamed for having too much

Sweet Dream

Sweet Dream short poem

A sweet dream is not a dream As it seems, like a vapor hinges on sloping hill To evaporate meekly with suns ray Or to be dispersed by storming gale. Scatter and fallen over lives in misery, thou Unaccounted jewel

Chains

Chains short poem

“Man is born free. But, Everywhere He is in chains.” Woman, is never born! Birth is life… She is only gifted, with a pair of machines… We call those machines ‘Eyes’ on a man’s face! Unbreakable, indestructible Chains are made

Smiling Lady

Smiling Lady short poem

She is smiling at me, like a blossoming Rose, has set my desire for her to the skies But I am unable to make out whether she is in Love with me She walked past me like a cool breeze

You Can Do It

You Can Do It short poem

Your thoughts are your life Dream big and then strive. Your mind is your limit, Believe in yourself and reach the success summit. Disappointments’ inevitable, Don’t be afraid ‘Coz they’re gonna make you exceptional. There are obstacles in your way,

Good Days

Good Days short poem

Everyone waits for good days to arrive Nobody knows where are those days Hope is only the melody of life Behind the horizon of sky Expectation is enriched in every heart Sufferings are overcome with distance of happiness Nobody knows

Love Sonnet 167

Love Sonnet 167 sonnet poems

Black colors my days, it’s a waste of night, In raiment, very dark, it clothed my heart, For love dimmed, all the bright days are in flight, Dreams, too, it tainted, until they depart; Yet, nary is a picture with

Popinjay Tree

Popinjay Tree long poem

I have a tree tall, virid, and shady. Like the moon I see from my car- It follows me and shines all the way! Some like me glance at it as they pass by- while many linger under it like

Point Of View

Point Of View short poem

You said it was a sin to trade for the hunger. I was looking into your eyes, something was amiss, tears had become stones. How long your breast was carrying this despair? You said it was a crime to hold

Fried Green Spinach

Fried Green Spinach prose poem

Walking in the bush, late in the afternoon: Spring winding trails Among Plantae et Animalia. An independent world —Sort of realm of alien species Welcomes your senses with a storm of small flies (genus Drosophila) Which playfully floods the air,

Blessing From Heaven

Blessing From Heaven short poem

A kid I knew, now handsome and all grew, That style and twinkle smile, My heart ran miles and miles, How on earth did I ever know, it was a complete head blow, Someday you would be mine and I

For My Dying Rose

For My Dying Rose short poem

For My Dying Rose To Be , Water Contaminates, So You Won’t Grow Too See The Wonders Of What You Were Going To Be Are No Longer , Must I Hang My Head Low Like That Of Your Demise Or

An Honest Poet’s Life Is Full Of Care

An Honest Poets Life Is Full Of Care sonnet poems

Now to myself this comes as some surprise I’m sitting writing here a tuneless song My rusty hand’s in need of exercise For I’ve been far too lazy for too long In honeyed indolence I’ve spent my days I’ve watched

Yielding

Yielding short poem

Time sets upon the arcane taboos you wear the unknown fear like cowries around your neck, a bulletproof jacket did not work, the fish in the brain was the religion. Whom do you trust now in the caveful of seekers?

Lonely Planet: Part Three

Lonely Planet: Part Three long poem

11 There is living after death, there is death before life, Ordinary living which is in scrambles of destituteness, Destituteness of idealism, of knowledge meaningful, of utter candidness. Dull realities of weeds, weeds of rampant ignorance, averment Of void words,

Identity

Identity short poem

The biggest discredit to one’s own self is to not be ‘ yourself ’. To strive to be like someone is the biggest injustice, ever done. To be your own biggest critic. To judge with an impossible yardstick. To never

Rhyme On L N Singh

Rhyme On L N Singh short poem

One of the men who I always did brawl, He did the same with me when I did sprawl Against him in and around the school wall. But I loved him as he supported in my fall. He always who

A Stride Beyond

A Stride Beyond short poem

Light casts shadows Of all it finds – Never its own ! You may dislike Liking me; But can’t stop me Liking you ! Life, neither an analogy Nor an anomaly, It’s an imagery – all along ; All left

Because Of You

Because Of You sonnet poems

I couldn’t imagine my life without you You are the softly wind beneath my wings And to love you is all I want to do When I am with you, my heart is soothing. Because of you, the pain has

A Centriolum

A Centriolum short poem

Never in those sizzling conflicts displaying the pink eyes you were able to reach me. Was it metagenesis, forgetting your selfhood? Fragments of a beast were floating on sea. Was umblicus of death broken in the crotch of a mother?

A Hum

A Hum short poem

Take me, share me if you can my heart goes to my sun, my feet will go to my moon. O, little home my dream was bigger than you in the melody of sorrow. Will I walk again on the

Unburdening

Unburdening short poem

The baggage that each of us carry around We keep quiet making no sound With laden eyes and tethered souls Who likes a blanket full of holes What’s there to prove to this world anyway Just enjoy it all till

Look At The Good Side Of Your Life

Look At The Good Side Of Your Life short poem

Look at the good side of your life And accept God’s fate Try to enjoy your life Before it becomes late Look at your life and smile Believe that one day it will end So enjoy it as much as

Demeanor

Demeanor short poem

My body has shredded all skin, no more wild blood shooting in. Running out of its fuel, I feel. There are only bones everywhere I touch & nothing, nothing else left. It is a demeanor, I never chose to be

My Best Laid Plan

My Best Laid Plan short poem

I live with the illusion of you and I – The perfect match surrounded by love’s ring. Now we stand afar and watch us grow, Mature into who we want to be. I don’t dream of a reckless love, Colored