Lost In The Dust

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(Tribute to those friends who died/left us before
Christmas)
.
Transitioning into the dusty land of old
After we deliberated and planned for a merry
Christmas
Is like a dagger thrown into a delicate part of the
heart,
Hitting the chord of longtime blithe
As the celebration bored in dearth of;
Your jokes,
Your words,
Your smile,
Your friendship.

.
My mouth bleeds for the soul that’s lost,
My heart speaks for the vacuum that’s void,
The weather has peeled the lips I lip your name
with;
Causing me to lip sourly.
Will this wounded lips ever recover
As they leap over the fence of sentiment.
.
Shall my heart escape this torment of emotions?
We have scaled through years of disagreement and
indecision
But all I’m left with now is;
Lonely gazes,
Teary eyes,
Broken ties,
Borderless thoughts; and
Your untraceable footprints.
.
Can you please explain-
Explain why your soul ran into the displeasing
warmth of the sky;
Bequeathing your loved ones with a fortune of
twinge,
Causing a hue in the darkest night.
You are lost in the dotted dust of ecstasy
And I hope we meet again,
With smiles and chitchat
As we walk towards the path of Paradise.

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