Treasure Island

Kevin Mosley


Truth of My Time


Tick Tock Tick Tock I hear faint whispers in the wind calling my name
Tick Tock Tick Tock I now hear footsteps following close behind me
Tick Tock Tick Tock I start to see black figures in the distance motioning me to come closer
Tick Tock Tick Tock it know feels like that they have their grasp upon my being
Tick Tock Tick Tock I feel a pain surging through my body as the grasp of these figures tightens
Tick Tock Tick Tock I hear their voices in my head telling me to let my soul go and I will be free
Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock I ive now just given my body to the devil

Submitted: Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Truth of My Time by Kevin Mosley )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. A Dream Within A Dream
    Edgar Allan Poe

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Expression Eruption: An artillery call, Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche
  2. Biochemistry II, Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche
  3. farm this, Mandolyn ...
  4. A Chat By Brothers, Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche
  5. Smith of Words, Tirupathi Chandrupatla
  6. Past IT' is, george albot
  7. WILD FLOWERS ARE PRETTY FLOWERS ANYTIME, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  8. WILD FLOWERS ARE PRETTY FLOWERS, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  9. DOUBLE-FACED PEOPLE ناس بوشين, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  10. Young Priest, Old Priest, Donal Mahoney

Poem of the Day

poet Emily Dickinson

70

"Arcturus" is his other name—
I'd rather call him "Star."
It's very mean of Science
To go and interfere!

I slew a worm the other day—
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Kenneth Allott

 
[Hata Bildir]