Strings ripped and soaked
Strumming gently in my own soaked dreams
Praying for some good lyrics
So I can write some sweet music
Arms open wide, eyes dead a nails
Waiting to embrace the stars and inhale
The rock god inside my soul
But soon enough, I’m jamming like jimmy page
And singing great like Billy ocean
But I don’t know what’s all the commotion
I’m not that ready to leave the stage
I got that the rhythm for sure
And I got my neighbours screaming outside
Jamming in the summertime
And strumming in a winters storm
I know most like zeppelin
But aerosmith are quite the norm
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Quickie by Shredmaster.
400 points, ended August 23, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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ahh you have written a really cool piece, there all my favourite muso's


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hi
Yeah those last two ones have been funny lol thanks Sue
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It took me a while to figure out what I thought of this.
I reread it a couple of times and I have to say I do like it. That's probably a lot to do with the rock gods involved in it
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:)
Yeah you look like a rock yourself
thanks man
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