Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 43 Points (Montenegro)

This Was The Day Of Faces - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

the silent images that just passed me by
and I spoke to none

I wanted to ask them
if they had the faces
if they had the faces at home
if they had the faces in the street
and I never dared
'coz there were just too many of them

I wanted to make them smile
smile at their own faces
at the multitude of their reflections
at their own faces in dejection
but I think they never cared
so I passed them by
that's it


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013


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