Tick Tock
Cries the clock
Taunting is each click
Laughing at me
Time goes by
Without a sound
Without a sign
Certainly going too fast
November to now
Isn’t it December?
I can never remember
Too hard to keep track
Feels like a minute
Lasts a day
Before I know it
I’m old and worn
Tick Tock
Cries the clock
Taunting is each click
Laughing at me
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Author:
Emi (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 4th, 2011 12:34
- Comment from author about the poem: Time goes by way too fast when you most want to slow it down. :(
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Comments3
Excellent. Beautifully done! You aptly portrayed the speeding time...when as you say, "...you most want it to slow down." The funny thing is, the old saying that "time flies when you're having fun" and half the time any more we are not, yet it flies nonetheless....excepting when we suffer, then every second is an hour, every minute a millennium.
This is absolutely BRILLIANT, one of the best poems I have ever read here - I really mean that!
You have perfectly captured what I tried to in the fifth part of my poem 'Life'.
Well done this is great poetry.
Aww thank you so much!!! 🙂 That means a lot to me. I am now going to go read that. I might have already, but I don't precisely remember. 🙂
I can't say smart things here, like everyone else, 'cause I don't know how. But what I can tell you is the truth. When I was reading your poem, I was very struck by it, and when I finished, my smile was a mile wide. It's honestly beautiful!~
Awwww thank you so much!!!! 🙂 I never know how to really write insightful comments either.... So I generally just write stuff like "This is awesome!" or something like that. 🙂
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