Hollow 

Rooms were shut for a moment,
Doors were locked for an instance,
And windows were down for the silence.

In a hollow space, when you hear the guitar speaking to itself;
You pause and admire the sonification of the space.
Wearing a white shirt is a way of life.

Hollow was I on hearing deeply musical language.
Vivid is the contrast of his outfit ----
A black jeans to make negativity escape.

No one thought that a guitarist could craft such an escapade.
Grace he has in his hands full of authenticity,
But how truly hollow can it be
When you find balance in his whole prescence ?