Read the poem till the end if you want to find out why I wrote it !
Two thin hands move towards the future
While the big one leads, the little one follows;
While the big one leads, the little one follows;
Where one hand goes, the other not knows,
Still once in a while, they meet for sure.
Twelve little men spread out in a circle,
Mere Bystanders are they? “No no”, they say;
They seem to work all night and day,
With a message to pass, no man an obstacle.
One round face at me, to blink,
Still once in a while, they meet for sure.
Twelve little men spread out in a circle,
Mere Bystanders are they? “No no”, they say;
They seem to work all night and day,
With a message to pass, no man an obstacle.
One round face at me, to blink,
Transparent enough to express all it has;
One tiny fellow not to be seen alas!
Though hidden behind, he makes them all tick!
My precious dear watch, where did u go?
Not only the slipping time did you faithfully show,
Each of your inmates had something in life to teach;
One tiny fellow not to be seen alas!
Though hidden behind, he makes them all tick!
My precious dear watch, where did u go?
Not only the slipping time did you faithfully show,
Each of your inmates had something in life to teach;
I pray with hope you are nowhere beyond reach !
8 comments:
Author s asked to describe the situation (of loosing watch) :-)
when and how?? LOL. Keep posting:-)
hey this poem is very nice!!!!
keep rocking!!!!
All the best!!!!
@muks.....Thank you :)
@Common Man.....I do not know when or where i lost it :(
So this an imagination over an imaginary watch lost in that imagination huh? Good imagination. i am trying to imagine how u imagined.
Thats a Cute poem abt a watch:)!
@vignesh......thank you :)
one of the best poems i have read... WONDERFUL.. SUPERB
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