The Tickling Time Poem by Diwakar Pokhriyal

Tick Tock - Tick tock,
Tickling timelessly to treat,
Somehow squeezing the souls,
Graciously gathered to greet,

Who knows what will wave,
Off the outrageous outburst of obscenity,
Rousing race of rats,
Kills the keen kindness in tragedy,

Unaware unison un-thoughtfully unfolds,
Secrets, severity, sarcasm and sex,
Can’t covey the cacophony, as,
Traveling time traps the tax

Who water the woes?
Swimming sarcastically in skies,
And this austere time awfully authenticate,
Tearfully touched tortured ties.