Amidst The Crowd, I Am A Pebble

i

the boy's band plays
country music
on deaf sounding guitars

ii

a few guests
do not have hands

their eyes
feast on the food served
by young girls
wearing ethnic
dresses

iii

the resto
is beside a river
where nipa palms
grow naturally

iv

i have my choco
and sip after sip
i look
beyond this
usual
charm

v

a boat slides on the
water
peacefully

vi

amidst this small crowd
i am a pebble
sinking
on the water trying to
find
its bottom

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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