Tick tock.

Tick tock.

A Poem by Lorry 4.4


Time, the measurement of our decay.
As we wish for what has been and gone,
while planning for what might not happen,
and ignoring what is here and now.
Tick tock.

© 2018 Lorry 4.4



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:) .........yep....how did we ever get so caught up in a figment of imaginations ... ?????
E.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Lorry 4.4

2 Weeks Ago

But we are so good at self delusion, E. :)
Many thanks.
i like the title same with James Patterson's novel it talks about the essence of time. it is a well written poem lorry and I love it

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Lorry 4.4

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks Sette. I'll look out for that book.
sette

2 Weeks Ago

you are welcome

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Lorry 4.4
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