A Sigh

The gentleness of the breeze

Touches my dried face,

The smells of the flowers are like pure

Perfumes,

I raised my right hand and

Pretended to capture the silent bird up

Above me

My tears flowed down and pretended

Not to feel,

The clueless pain inside

Of me.

I wanted to bring back the wasted

Time,

I was wrong to compare it to a rusty

Dime.

So I closed my eyes and released a

Meaningless sigh,

I opened it again, and felt that I wanted to

Move on with my life.