Written by: Anmol Dangol - 26015, Grade X
Posted on: 03 October, 2023
It’s cold in the bar
Red frost, cowboys are shivering
Worn out guys,
Smokey faces
Loners dancing on puddles of spilled beer.
Slippery floor of memories
Posters of dead ghosts on the wall.
Mirrors don’t reflects the cowboys
Their shadows are transparent.
The piano man takes them on a journey 24/7.
