Inertia II

Inquest's inner protest. Rest unstressed,
Nirvana sought, time bought, hope fades away.
Efforts unrewarded and unblessed
Reap no fair deal, missed feelings piper pay.
Tense dreams can't role-reverse tear teams unsought,
In pearls they stream, yoked tandem half-suppressed
As witnesses unwilling, hauled to court,
Inner frustration's uninvited guests.
No energy extended is sustained,
Expressions and possessions self-consumed,
Reaction not response reflects soul pained,
Torn between regrets, bets unassumed.
Inertia's apathetic curtain closes
And draws dark blinds behind mind lost to roses.

(30 September 2008)

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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