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
Comments
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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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!
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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