Face Dismall Poem by Prasetya Utama

Face Dismall



of course,
I met
you at the end of the road
under the tree Beringin
where I wait
day-to-day
the uncertain
the discomfort
when the bus and car
come and go
around me
but never
if any posts I color this
make your face dismal

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rago rago 03 July 2009

well penned and enjoyed the write ...........

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