PROSE POEM

Faces, Unknown

Encounters

Photo by Federico Burgalassi on Unsplash

Strange, how you come across so many unknown faces,
every single day, as you meander through life,
faces of various textures, crisscrossing lines amalgamated,
and sometimes you wonder, where they are coming from,
what situations, backgrounds, and where they are going,
livelihood? engulfed sadness? or striking happiness?
what are they thinking? is there more than what meets the…