Listening to the melody of a guitar strumming my heart,
touching this mind with tender notes of breathless
sounds.
Feeling the intense tones pursuing rhythms into spaces
of an interior being.
Leaving no emptiness, bridging sorrow with all of life's
beats in measures of my soul.
Being fulfilled at last, in the culmination of musical
compositions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Action and reaction - when guitar is played then the feeling came out from the listener..It is something like this If I say I love you He returnee with the same yet feelings that depends upon how one takes- nice