Solitary Comments

The silence stalks me with eyes wide open In a dark room... fearing about what is not............. a very fine expressive poem.. thank u dear poet. tony

We of the 'Unsleep' dare not watch the clock but breathe in synch with the third beat of the second hand as it sweeps the face of time. I often find myself awake with eyes wide shut. Nice rhythm Jake

There's a wonderful rhythm to this poem which echoes the ticking clock and creates a strong sense of loneliness. Masterful in its brevity and brimful of emptiness...

Nice comparison of ticking sound of a clock, dreadful night surrounded by silence.witty lines :)