Clock in a Cold Winter

People are always in a hurry

Filled with a sense of worry

A night sky filled light

But people without sight

A sense of time pacing

A stopwatch racing

Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock

Life is like a clock

But the rhythmn is perverted

Not everything asserted

We think of failure 

Remaining unsure

Of our whims and wishes

Love without kisses

Why don't I dismiss this?

This poem is about: 
Our world
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Comments

MVP-Most Valuable Poet

the play of words of how you express delivers a message where people need to really think about the existence of life to them

great job

keep writing

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