Girl On the Riverbank

A pretty girl stands On the riverbank in a windy day Under the noon sunshine She follows the water way A gentle gusty disarranges Her long black-silk hair From her face and eyes She takes hold of the flair The gust tears her hair scarf away, Twisting in the air Fluttering and chuting On the water surface with despair The awful torrent takes away Her souvenir to drown She recalls her love story And his face pops up around He gifted her this hair scarf During their distant vacation It’s fastened her hair, Tied her heart for a short duration Their honey days broke down, Her soul flew in a nightmare Love has gone like the gust tore The scarf from her hair The scarf and the sorrow story Together sink under the water The happiness of a life Could not replay over and over The Time pulls everything forward, Left behind the prints Pretty girl observes the scene, Letting her hair waving