Clocks

Time is limited. Find your clocks fuel.~

I’ve got a clock inside me. Perhaps we all may,

The clocks determines how long I will stay.

Break the clock, stop the time,

Expand the ticking overtime.

No happiness to keep it running, no love to give time worth,

I limit my options to death, and rebirth.

It ticks within me, fueled by sorrow,

Perhaps the ticking will end tomorrow.

Author's Note

Wrote this really quick. If there are any basic mistakes, I'll fix 'em later. I enjoy writing these short pieces. Might compile them eventually. Tell me if you'd like to see more!

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

It ticks within me, fueled by sorrow. Loved this line. This is a very thoughtful poem. I liked it.

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Thank you very much for the kind words.~

It's important to pinpoint our emotions, finding what keeps all our clocks ticking.

[Najam Us Saher]

Yes you are right and that was a great metaphor too.