Azalea Bluewell


The Death Clock - Poem by Azalea Bluewell

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
Forever it ticks
The hands never stop

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
It measures one's lifetime
How long they'll live on

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
You'll gawk at it's speed
At how fast it goes

Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the death clock
It doesn't stop for anyone
It goes on and on

For the clockmaster
Of this death clock
Is Death itself


Comments about The Death Clock by Azalea Bluewell

  • Silver Star - 3,530 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (9/2/2014 3:58:00 PM)

    Creative poetic way u tel of the death clock chiming us all to death. Thumbs up.
    Do pls review my latest poem too. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 341 Points Sheldon Carruthers (1/27/2014 5:18:00 PM)

    Death draws nearer each day we are all born to die (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 29, 2014


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