The clock of lifeA Poem by Najam Us SaherOur timeTHE CLOCK OF LIFE There are clocks by our names, They are wind-up and we are given a life to live, They keep ticking all the time. They tick and never stop, Until our time ends by. The seconds ticks and turns to moments, The minutes represent the days, The hours in the clock of life are the years, Your clock is ticking in it's own way. Slow and steady the clock of life moves, Lying somewhere above in a heavenly place, It ticks and waits for our time to be overdue, Our memories cannot be erased. Time is ticking even now, Listen to the heartbeat and the tick of the clock, They are for a purpose, Which reminds us we are alive today. No one knows when the ticking is stopped, The clock doesn't give extra time, It stops and make everyone alarmed except us, Eventually, our life and the clock is done, We played our part in our life, That will be the time to let go, Remember when it stops ticking, It is death. © 2017 Najam Us SaherReviews
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Added on May 22, 2017Last Updated on May 22, 2017 AuthorNajam Us SaherIndiaAboutPublished a poetry book titled 'Uncage The Mysterious Soul' Check it out: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07KXKWBV9 https://www.amazon.in/dp/B07KXKWBV9 more..Writing
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