The Snow

The snow’s covered the valleys of her body

And she sprouts into the labyrinths of words

Every language, certainly, has its perfection

Sometimes she immerses into its peace

But she thinks that she is dying

She’s on a border of something and she doesn’t know of what

”I don’t know.”-she says

Because the ice doesn’t melt by her breathing

While many kneel in front of her eyelashes

Her poetry seems to make her smile

But her joy becomes put out by her glance

And she extinguishes herself

And she doesn’t know that she extinguishes herself

”I’m sorry for the sea and I’m sorry for the animals, for the green leaves,

it’s so humiliated.”-she says.

And the cynic inside of her doesn’t hide

She doesn’t hide her smile

Beneath the strength of her eyes

She is smiling

She pulls out her lips into warm smile

While her own glance destroys her

The ice of her eyes

Extinguishes her whole body

But she thinks that she’s dying
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Emina Smajevic.

 

Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2013?