Ringing with a chiseled knock-
Dong from my grandfather’s clock;
Halts pure silence to the shock,
Tells the time with a grand rock,
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We all are moving in the infinity of Eternal Time. What stands registered in our minds (illusions or delusions) is correlated with an attempt to define, re-define or refine The Eternal Time! ! !
a very well written poem.meaningful and beautiful
Time is like the wind! It never has an end, nor a beginning! The greatest enigma for us human beings! - Raj Nandy
This poem is really great. The rhythm is nice nad lovely to read
Time is eternal as Chitra says...it rolls along with the unending space
time and its non-stop ticking..reminds us of so many things...which come and go but what remains in between is the ticking...time is eternal..
A beautiful poem with a good flow and a skillful depiction of Time...