Clock - A Poem

The clock ticks

Soundless to the constant passing crowd

The noise of life muffling the timeless sound

If you stop, you can hear the ticking clock

But only for a moment in a bustling world

A soundless room,

The ticking clock consumes

The moment you stop and consider

The clock is heard, each second counted and observed

But only if you truly listen

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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS

I just love this poem and the thought of it! So true! One must pay attention, be alert and aware to one's surroundings. Even more, in the case of a clock, it's ticking off one's life, one's opportunity to be aware!

Good poem, Leanne! And thank you for following me! Good wishes!


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Leanne1783 2 years ago from Bradford, United Kingdom Author

Hi Nellieanna,

Thank you for your lovely comments. Sometimes life can become very hectic, and you need to take a step back and appreciate life! Hopefully that came across in the poem!

Best Wishes, I will be sure to follow your wonderful writing!


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Harishprasad 2 years ago from India

Mind is us and we are mind. Have we given it a thought when we're immersed in deep thoughts, we're deaf to even to the harshest of sounds and blind to the things in our sight ? "Clock- A Poem " is really a wonderful poem about our existence. Great work, Leanne1783. Voted up:-)

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