Without a Face

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
just a poem

Submitted: March 07, 2015

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Submitted: March 07, 2015

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No words are spoke without a face, 
no colors can be seen.
No sound is heard, 
no scent is smelled.
No tears to cry, 
no screams.
No music played, 
no photographs.
No paintings to hang, 
no walls.
Without a face there is no ring, 
there is no face to call.
No ugly seen or beauty queen, 
no such thing as old.
No meals to eat or mouths to feed, 
no taste of hot or cold.
No books to read, 
no planting seeds.
The rose is just a flower.
No air to breath or stars to see, 
no place to be on hour.
Not one thing would have a name, 
no candy sweet or sour.
You cant get lost or cant be found, 
you cannot make a single sound.
No favorite hues for you to view, 
without a face there is no you.
No starting gun, 
no finish line.
No crowds to cheer, 
no race.
Everything is where it is, 
forever in its place.
Change cannot be seen at all, 
not without a face. 


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