Lost Guitarist

Tale revolves around an infamous man,
Who plays guitar like no one can.
In a small pub in the city of London,
Happened something strange with every fan.
It starts at ten on every night, and
With time whole pub goes quiet,
Yet I felt something was off,
I felt numb, I lost my sight.
Crowd kept listening till it was dawn,
No one left no one did yawn,
So mesmerizing was his music,
I felt strange as if he was a con.
Night ended and so did the show,
I got out and found the streets full of snow,
However something didn’t add up,
I just couldn’t let this one go.
Later next day I went for it again,
Pub staff said no one here ever sang,
On asking around I found this guy, mental
Said, “It’s been 60 years yet I can’t explain”.

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An engineer who finds joy, comfort and peace by writing poems and strumming chords. Come, let me take you to an alternate reality.

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