GUITAR

A festive lyric for thy ears
Sang the jovial busker;
Brimming with gratitude,
With pennies of silver
Or the coppers from
well-worked hands,
The heavy gold of the rich;
Once weighed-down pockets
Generously giving.
‘A festive song for thy hearts’,
Sang the jovial busker;
Playing with precision,
With clarity and care
Or the subtlety of pristine art,
The blending sound of the voice
Soothingly warming.

guitar of the human heart's living ventures unearth life,
 tunes are always like  practice being love
 tuning strikingly towards outplays beauty queens,
 of humane heart's face-to-face emotions  
 made out times revealing might has seen griffe,
 amazing amassed overzealous creator
 window panes maintain   the house's air
Tallying for the existence of earthlings' survival ways rife!
tune  of life being a candle of light soulful soul's life,
 for existential wisdom of the human heart's life;
some people dwell being earthly living strife,
Talented humanity from birth to death, as loosestrife!