The Guitar Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

Six Different strings are strumming together
Shinning fretboard from the bulb in darker
Sweet melody is played by the player
Shadow of the dark has been gone forever

D major, B minor, A major and D Major
Driving fingers are across the chords of the singer
Drum beat is created close to their hole by Guitar
Drowsy there evening was by the sweet creator

Tin tin tin, , , , , , , , , traan, trann, dim its sounds are lovely
Teardrop has dried by the tone of the guitar fastly
Take the chance the create voice highly
Turning the life that is voice is clear deeply

Dark and scale of the Guitar
Delivered some of the sounds that are tone proper
Door was closed but the string tone will creep throw the window harder
Dreaming whilst listening to the sound of the Guitar