Companions | Poetry | – Poetry
By: Rashika Jain | Guest Writer |

In this country of unknown,
In the room where I am alone;
I get filled with glee,
Whenever I see,
It still stands by me,
Fading my melancholy,
With its euphony;
Leaving me awestruck,
How again I fall in love;
With six strings on this curve;
After all, me and my guitar,
Have become good companions,
In the past few months!!

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