Tick, tick, tock says the clock…
Tick, ti- time has stopped.
Or has the idea of time been just a thought?
As much as I ought
To be curiously taught,
Time is exactly that, just a thought.
Time is consuming,
By the thought of it blooming,
Into another disaster,
Praying that it’s glooming
As depressing it may be,
As depressing it may sound,
You may as well realize,
Time is not worth the frown –

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem