The burial

Slipping the black silk dress

with the black ribbon steadfast-

around my thin waist

I looked up at the mirror

at the big brown sparkling eyes-

not with the usual happiness

but with the overflowing tears

today's the burial of my beautiful past..

a one man funeral ceremony..

I buried the memories deep down-

down into the deep creeks in my brain

and threw handful of dirt..

and left the yard..

without placing the tomb stone nor a rose

coz i never wanna find the tomb again..

my love..

my life..

my beautiful past..