Sighs

by samuel   Jan 24, 2005


When the heart heaves
And air is let out
It is a sigh.
Emotion rising to the flurry,
We often know the cause;
Dispirited moaning,
Impassioned feeling -
All we desire leaves us
Dry;unaccomplished.
The sigh seems to condone,
Even if it does not
Do so well enough.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    Nice and short

  • 19 years ago

    by samuel

    is this a true picture of the phenomenon?