You control my spirit within
Enhanced by your outer beauty
You play with my unknown intentions
And I play with your intimate song
I feel your fear of living forever
I see what scars lie upon your form
But they are made just like mine are made
Though yours will never disappear
I choose to fear rejection
And I struggle with misfortune
But I'm made the same as you're made
Though you're not fortunate enough to breathe
Author notes
Written on 22nd July 2004 at 23:51 GMT
Let's see if you guessed right... This is about my guitar. I have emotional scars, she has various nicks in her from being hit by random things. And yes, my guitar is female. Hehe. I see my guitar as being something I use to support myself. I have been found on occasion to be sitting in my college canteen hugging my guitar at a table....
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- When To Let Go and When To Keep Trying by Kiryuuofloveandhate.
900 points, ended February 19, 2008, 28 entries
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wow i would never have expected this to be about your guitar That is an original and new idea
this is a sad but very flowy and intreging poem Good Luck!!!!
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"But I'm made the same as you're made
Though you're not fortunate enough to breathe"
THAT IS THE SINGLE MOST BEAUTIFUL LINE I HAVE EVER READ ON ANY POEM ON THIS WEBSITE. Ahem. This was a truly beautiful poem. It was so good, I loved it.
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Brilliant
Well this was very beautiful to me and until you disclosed that it was your guitar, the only thing I was sure of is the great love you had for the subject. Upon knowing it was your guitar and the revelation that its a 'she' the poem made another sense with more beauty. The intimacy of a trusted friend, with the guitar is quite clear, 'she' helps your music flow from you and 'she' is the music, too. Wonderful combination of feelings and personalization of this object that has a 'life' that is experienced together. -
Wow. This piece was stunning..very intelligent and beautiful. I was absolutely amazed but that last line really left me awe-struck. It was so astonishing and just absolutely gorgeous. You really hasve captured all the emotion and made it so subtle and so imaginative, it's almost a fantasy. Great imagery and delicate play on words....absolutely stunning.
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this is simply beauriful honey
this is the best thing ive read of yours i really really love this. o my it is so heartful you move me to tears here
i am so happy for you for this write.
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This poem is pretty good, and its enhanced by the fact that i play guitar too. I also liked it because it was not at all obvious that this was what it was about. Great job.
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very emotional and sweet. I didnt guess the object but I knew it was something relating to music *grins* good piece - not very hitning at the mystery object but still, it is close to what I am looking for.
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Alot of feeling and emotion was placed into this poem and it shows how much you feel. Every meaning flowed together harmoniously. great work!
Merry meet and merry part,
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i think its really cool that you wrote a poem about your guitar, shows you really care about it. its good that you do too. this was such a beautiful write, i really loved it. great job and thanks for entering my contest. good luck
~Laura
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Thanks for entering this in my contest!! I never would've known this was about a guitar from just reading it! The poem itself is written in a seeminly delicate manner, but it also seems to have a hidden edge to it as well. Nice work, and good luck!
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who ever would have guessed such beautiful words would be written for a guitar...however my daughter is also a guitar player and I am sure can understand the sentiment.Great write and beautifully written.Well deserved trophy.Blessed be....
~~Serenity~~
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I think you are right, inanimate objects do have a life and personality of their own, and if that brings us confort, then what can be wrong with that?
Congratulations on winning the bronze trophy, well done
Kat xxxx
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