Glasses splitter in cheers,
Spilling over myriad wine,
In a trampled dance floor,
Where gold and dust mix
Under the neon's lights,
Surrounded by darkness of void sorrows
In union of departure- friends and enemies,
Hugging and kissing and weeping,
Relighting the timely dying ambers
Holding hands, promises are made,
‘Never let time erase me…'
And, photo man record the stillness of a poised smile,
One shattered jubilant moment,
Anxiety never to let them go
And now myriad wine mingles with tears for so,
Farewell party in a sweet sorrow!
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