The Old Clock


One day when a boy

reached his house

after a small

morning chill-out.


he heard a small

tick,tick

tick,tick

near his room.


that seemed like

a tick,tick

tick,tick

of a wearied-out clock.


It said him,I

alarmed the person`s

with my run  earlier

but,I  got wearied-out now.


when I was young

they kept me at center

used to see me

often by seconds,to run.


now,they had thrown

me off,from center

from hand and from memory.

be careful and watchful.


By Amalan

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Published on June 22, 2013 10:36
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