HEY CLOCK, STOP TICKING

Clock is a disturbance...

HEY CLOCK, STOP TICKING..

 

In the mornings of my school days

You alarmed me and my sleep

By your alarm, that blared as outcries

From the dead city of Utopia..

 

In the examination hall

Your ticking prowled like a gnome

Spilling neurosis of anxiety on all

Who sat in gaols of questions..

 

While waiting eagerly for my lover

On a rendezvous planned upon you

You were like a slow moving snail

The world has ever given birth to..

 

I admit I wished to crush your arms

When I stood in the first kiss of my love

So that I can make those moments

Eternal, as universal love itself…

 

I wished to twist your arms anti clockwise

So my lost past may visit me..

When my mother’s lap used to bolster me…

Which I lost to seasons, the stoics…

That came too soon like intruders..

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today..

Deadly deadlines of busy days

In my hectic life of endless assignments

Makes me a busy bee …

At the cost of my soul’s silence

 

Your tik tiks on my eardrum

Disturbs my meditations

Arouses the madness of the beast

Inside me, who is ready to burst out

And crush you into pieces…

 

Beast in me is ready…

To wander in wilderness

 

Where clocks are mere logs of wood

Time is ready to move in tandem with

The time table of the tribe..

 

Where men’s clocks tick ticks…

In tune with his instincts..

In tune with his dreams of life…

 

Hey clock….stop thy ticking

Let me escape from your prison

Of tick tick tick…..

Reviews

[Tracie D'Angelo]

I really like this poem. Very well thought out and written. I really like the reference to time in each situation. There are moments when we want time to stop, to slow, to go back and to speed up. Nicely done!

[Martina]

truely amazing...
this deserves to be publish
=) well done!

[N.E.T.]

Really amazing - just so good - so impressive - original, timeless, perfection if there is such a thing....

[Angel Veselinov]

Just another piece that deserves publishing in my opinion

[A.Lee]

I like the concept of this. Trapped in ever moving time and we can't do anything about it but follow along. No going backwards, no slowing it down. Nice work.

[Daniel Gardner]

I really like the ending how you made the analogy of what everyone feels but few rarely think of time being a prison. It really is and it is a super max prison no one can exscape. All we can do is do the warden wants us to do. Great job on this one. I like it

[Huggy Bear]

Lovely work here:)

[Undying Glory]

wow supremely unique work, this was freaking perceptive and great. man, don't we all have those times of our lives where time would just obey us for once?
"Where clocks are mere logs of wood
Time is ready to move in tandem with
The time table of the tribe..

Where men’s clocks tick ticks…
In tune with his instincts..
In tune with his dreams of life…

Hey clock….stop thy ticking
Let me escape from your prison
Of tick tick tick….."
amazing!!

[indu]

u have a unique way of seeing things.. and that makes your writing special!

[Richard Williams]

This is remarkably innovative. A very enjoyable read. Some real fine lines here.