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The Old Guitar
Contributed by
Stej00
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Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 06:45:38 AM in AEST
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I walk a flooded city street
Buildings stand tall, people rush by
In a painted world of black and white
And deep in a corner, out of sight
A lonely girl lurks, she’s faded to grey
In the shadows she crouched, her eyes filled with fear
She tried to speak, but no one could hear
Her hair was a mess, her face a disgrace
She was only trying to find her place
But look at her now
Alone and tired, her days have expired
She’s just turned sixteen, she’s only a teen
She clutches an old guitar
It’s battered and dull, its strings are frayed
Its days of beauty are long decayed
Yet she holds it tight to her chest
Abstract walls and dirty doors
Turning wheels and dusty floors
Have been her only home for years
Once she had so many fears
But now she is free
Cos she can sing a song on her old guitar
She strums a chord of an unknown tune
People pass by, don’t stop and stare
They make their way without a care
They laugh and speak of teens in the streets
‘See what they’ve done, this path they choose
We’ve heard it all in the daily news’
But the girl only smiles
As the broken chords fill her empty mind
She strums and strums
As dawn slips to dusk
And stars fill the evening sky
Beggars crowd the busy streets
Many weep and wonder why
But this battered girl does not cry
She just strums a song on her old guitar
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Stej00
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2006-03-20 06:45:38]
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Re: The Old Guitar
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by freespirit on
Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 11:19:47 AM AEST
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I realy love the way you have written this
so true about so many teens I work with street kids have seen the suffering and pain
they go through the lost children of the night good write god bless
freespirt 5 stars on this one |
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Re: The Old Guitar
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 07:09:39 PM AEST
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I would have liked the poem more if this was less observational - show/tell -, but I guess that can be fixed.
What was the song about? Could the name give this greater depth?
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Re: The Old Guitar
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by arc on
Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 07:41:08 PM AEST
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| i like it i am a guitar player myself and thats all i do so i better be carefull |
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