Ticking Time Poem by BlacknessRose ...

Ticking Time



I run to my room
And slam my door
To hide from the ticking
That does roar

The sound doesn’t stop
The sound doesn’t cease
I can only cry
And hope for peace

The clock won’t stop
Time won’t slow
The hands still tick
The humming so low

I cover my ears
And close my eyes
Clearing my head
Of all the lies

The minutes pass
The seconds fleet
The clock moves
To a standard beat

Day turns to night
And night turns to day
All the while
I will lay

Waiting for silence
Waiting for peace
Waiting for the ticking
To finally cease

I open my eyes
And I soon see
The clock won’t stop
Ticking time for eternity

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stephanie Dower 09 December 2008

depressing isnt it: ( or is time an illusion? great poem! Thanks for submiting, more please!

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