the rhythmic beat
of the ticking clock
keeps me awake and seems to mock
time slips away
in the haunted night
with all the demons I must fight
the failures howl
like old regrets
and sleepless fear and long lost bets
the pendulum swings
to left and right
until I face that fateful night
then I will rest
through timeless years
without concern for scorn or tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Clock awakes us and ticking sound of clock we hear. We get courage to work freshly with time. The pendulum swings to left and right. We feel courage and facing fabulous night. This time gives us for resting for more. Hidden truth reveals wideness. This is wisely penned poem on death topic. Death is ultimate truth of life.10
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