Inertia
INERTIA
I seek nirvana sitting still
to prey upon a silent cloud
without a color save for dun
its shapes that mingle as they will
likened to a comely face
awaiting color from the sun
where sounds are mute with just my sight
an aimless trek meanderng
an omen cautioning a sign
and darkness enters in the night
with just the gist of loitering
now Buddha’s smile is so benign
Pick-A-Title Vol. 15 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
March 25, 2020
Copyright © Ralph Sergi | Year Posted 2020
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