The Clock
The Clock stands for our life-span on earth and how it is loosely spent.
Hanging loosely on the wall for days
Rarely do I cast a glance;
But I stare at the pendulum
While swinging to and fro.
And when I was about to sleep,
I adjusted its hands,
For they ticked away
And made my pillow restless.
Rarely do I cast a glance;
But I stare at the pendulum
While swinging to and fro.
And when I was about to sleep,
I adjusted its hands,
For they ticked away
And made my pillow restless.
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