Frozen Time

krutarth

time had stopped,

the days all felt the same,

the monotony of living,

was too much to bear.

yet you shatter;

breeze through them.

 

the clock on the wall,

that had slowed;

to a laggard's crawl,

for quite a while,

started ticking;

to normal pace's nigh.

 

tomorrow speaks;

more of heaven than hell,

and so I sleep;

by the broken clock,

waiting for the doorbell's;

nostalgic ding-dong.

  • Author: krutarth (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 29th, 2021 23:58
  • Category: Friendship
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