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The Ticking of time
Contributed by
Shadow
on
Tuesday, 15th June 2004 @ 01:40:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The land of broken clocks and dreams
The flow of times has lost its means
Steady silence bliss from hell
Hours pass with no bell
Like a painting without favor
This simple life loses flavor
The clocks hands still pressed and set
The world around becomes its pet
It hails the hours night and day
It ticks our precious life away
The hands start up and it seems to find
A world it left far behind
The clock and time is our master
The ticking grows ever faster
It kills the night and slays the day
As it ticks your life away
A world of shattered clocks and dreams
Nothing now is what it seems
Copyright ©
Shadow
... [
2004-06-15 13:40:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Ticking of time
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 15th June 2004 @ 01:46:52 PM AEST (User
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oh i just love clock and time poetry, this is absolutely stunningly beautfiully written!! hugs n' love nessa
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Re: The Ticking of time
(User Rating: 1 ) by slayer_015 on
Tuesday, 15th June 2004 @ 02:07:40 PM AEST (User
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I love your poem though our poinst of view differ,read my poem on time,if you get the time.
great job.
Brian |
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Re: The Ticking of time
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Tuesday, 15th June 2004 @ 04:02:07 PM AEST (User
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good poem, well written
pixie xx |
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