Time Poem by JOBY JOHN

Time



An hour hand moving
Like a soldier
Making sounds never
Ever made minutes too
All are waiting
Silent soldiers
No more concern
How they late are.
Seconds come soon
As if monster
While they waiting
When they never more.
Tick…tick…tick… sounds in silent room
Never let thou king stay lonely.

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