Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,265 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Seconds Hand - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Tick tock tick tock
The seconds hand of the clock
Ceaselessly goes round,
It doesn’t know to stop
As the moments gallop
Stretches time without bound.
Tick tock tick tock
The seconds hand of the clock
Sweeps time without rest,
It doesn’t know to pause
Cannot break the laws
It can’t slow down or haste.
Tick tock tick tock
The seconds hand of the clock
Counts the time in motion,
It moves on ruthless
In a cruel orderliness
With no touch of emotion!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013


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