As the clocks ticks <br />Away from real life situations <br />It leaves behind seconds <br />Of examples of profound expectations. <br />Like the great wheels of nature <br />The clock keeps ticking and rolling <br />Making love with queens of fate. <br />At this stage hearts become drums <br />That play faint rhythms and emotions. <br />Nothing is unfair to 'time' <br />It rounds and rounds with an innocent smile <br />To axe the warmth of past pleasures <br />Covered with misty beginnings <br />That bring fertility to barren situations <br />Rattling sympathetic sweetness <br />To meek souls. <br />Time is the centership of everyone's life <br />It appears to daily visions as profound symbolic tales revealing hidden inner veracities <br />It lies hidden behind the simplicity and virtue of <br />One single truth <br />That binds eternity to humble hopes <br />Whose walks of life are charged with <br />Unseen super powers! <br />It senses the paths not yet walked <br />It sleeps dreams not yet revealed <br />To become reminders of anything we feel isn't <br />So real! <br />Time is fearsome in the eyes of uncertain and empty hearts!<br /><br />irenio irenaeus bero<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clock-10/
