Tick- tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,
The clock kept ticking,
A vast amount of time slipped by,
And I fell unconsciously into thinking..
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Somehow..I see a girl..sitting alone in a bed, blankness in her eyes..till a touch on her shoulder brought back warmth to her...a smile dazzled her..she blinked, then she was alone again. Each time the moon was full and bright, she would go to her window and bathe herself in the moonlight, filling herself with the meaning and purpose of her life...with the memory from the last time fluorished like wings. Great poem! Keep writing!
an inspiring thoughts...well expressed and nicely written...wonderful....10
nicely done nash.. smooth flow and i love how your ideas was expressed.. yeah.. keep on rocking! !