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Time Is Still
Time is still, the clock quiet
as the hands lost the hours
through the trees
but memories linger in animation
whispering to me in braille
in a silent breeze
longing for the key
to the old tower
for the pendulum's tempo
as the hands lost the hours
through the trees
but memories linger in animation
whispering to me in braille
in a silent breeze
longing for the key
to the old tower
for the pendulum's tempo
Published 21st Nov 2021
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23rd Nov 2021 3:06am
Wow a great poem in brevity, brill metaphoric lines! Well expressed indeed! Kudos!!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too
23rd Nov 2021 1:29pm
