Death Clock

“Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock”

Says the clock

Timing my life, how long will I live?

And when will I die?

 

It stood silently, as its time flew endlessly

Ting, ting, ting, ting, ting

The tintinnabulation of the bells

The bells by the door, it dwells

 

An eidolon stood, an eidolon I cannot tell

Imagination, hallucination, the mind’s creation

It stood stiffly still, its anger I can feel

No, it can’t be, that eidolon is real

 

Silence unbroken, it stood unspoken

Suddenly, the clock start chiming

As the eidolon started walking

Walking with a monody loudly spoken

 

So clear, a monody of a death I can hear

He reached his hand unto my neck

A luminous light has appeared

Blood showered with pain so severe

 

“Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock”

Says the clock

As I lay on my cold wooden floor

My body is cold and lives nevermore

Reviews

[angelina neves]

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[Mary Goldwin]

I like your writing style. I hope to read more poems from you. You are a true-blue poet. :)

[Winchester Saltgunner]

Wow

[Nic Caldwell]

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[tanaka chirombo]

i love it gives a moral lesson

[J.R. Asor_28]

Thanks!