Just another tick as well as another tock

Time seems to facinate me today

Watching as Father Time does his work

I feel myself drift

Into neutrality that I was told was called

DAYDREAMING

 

I feel time pass slowly

Just as I feel a breeze pass

But not as sweet

Tick

 

My life seems to race through my head

Like death had some reign

But my heart does not quiver of fear

Tock

 

Smiles, tears, screams and laughter

Regrets and secrets all seem to run together

In a stew of my memories and feelings

Tick

 

I feel those drops form but I don't stop them

They trail down my face but I don't touch them

Splashing on my chest, they journey on

Tock

 

What is it that makes the

Waterworks begin?

What makes the clock tick?

What makes the world move?

 

As Father Time continues to

Tend to the sands

I come back to myself, out of that

DAYDREAM

Reviews

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

It's funny how something will fascinate us, huh? Time is either my enemy, or my friend. It's my friend if I am with a great guy and we are frolicking, and having a great time. or it's my enemy if I'm at work and not having a great time. LOL. but overall, nice job. thanks.

[Irfan Shah]

Lovely poem. I would advise you to work on the title. Make is shorter and nicer. All the best