The light began to dim...
Light music starts,
Feet tapping slowly,
as the strings of guitar vibrate...
Sound of camera clicking...
Suddenly the drums shouted in agape,
Like the sound of thunder...
With it lights flood the stage...
Filling the empty space with their roar,
Creating a die for atmosphere...
Every string a different color, a different voice...
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
8 Critics:
i could actually picture the scene in my head as i read this. :)
awesome huney! Luvd it!
You have the traits of a rockstar dude..
your words seem to dance and rock..
@Sidra:
Love your comment!
And the whole feel was meant to be in this way!
@Bea:
Glad you did :)
@Nikita:
Thank you nikita... Your comments are really appreciated :)
@Nikita:
Thank you nikita... Your comments are really appreciated :)
interesting that u describe everything in poetic verses..nd ya, every string has a different color, a different voice..and all those strings make a guitar..
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