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 !
