Poems About Guitars Published by Members Recently Online
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adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
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adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
103 reads
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adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
103 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
19th Nov 2023 2:41pm
Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
103 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
279 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
279 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
279 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
29th Nov 2022 7:29am
Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
279 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
plectrum song
I love you as a guitar loves those playful nimble hands. Without your touch, the
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
#inspirational
#music
#lyrics
#dance
#guitars
597 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
plectrum song
I love you as a guitar loves those playful nimble hands. Without your touch, the
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
#inspirational
#music
#lyrics
#dance
#guitars
597 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
plectrum song
I love you as a guitar loves those playful nimble hands. Without your touch, the
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
#inspirational
#music
#lyrics
#dance
#guitars
597 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
24th Aug 2020 9:56pm
plectrum song
I love you as a guitar loves those playful nimble hands. Without your touch, the
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
strings of my heart can’t play the amazing songs of my life.” ―Debasish Mridha
pluck my strings again
let my heart rejoice for you
every fibre bent
to the sequence of your strum.
let your pizzicato thumb
help me circumvent
strains my spirit would subdue
or my mien constrain.
ancient lullabies
pungent airs for stringent days
sombre night-time modes
paint their thrills along my spine....
#inspirational
#music
#lyrics
#dance
#guitars
597 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Guitars Published by Members Recently Online
