Sunday, December 15, 2013

The Time

Tick-tick –tick…continues the journey of the clock,
So is mine with the unnoticed ‘tick-tick-tick…’
Sometimes lagging, sometimes leading,
Yet never ever stopping.

With the  never failing sound of tick-tick-tick,
The past is readily slipping,
The present is excitedly hugging,
And the future is patiently waiting.

The usual sound tick-tick-tick,
Yet with the varieties of moment in it,
Sometimes with the pool of agony in it,
And sometimes with  bundle of ecstasy in it.

Tick-tick –tick…continues the journey of the clock,
So is mine with the unnoticed ‘tick-tick-tick…’
Sometimes lagging, sometimes leading,
Yet never ever stopping.


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