Old Guitar
The room which haven't opened in years,
Seen the light today,
In the old,dusty trunk,
Found an old guitar,
The memories flooded back again,
Near the lily yard,
A cute little instrument shop,
In which the electric guitar fell in love with a simple wooden one,
Its was like the thunder found a home in vintage heart,
But the faith wasn't in their hand,
Parting way was all they can,
Now may its not the same,
But
"I am old guitar with broken strings,lost in the hope that I will be still be called as yours"
~Riya?
Copyright © Riya Rajak | Year Posted 2023
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