Tides turn. Tick-tock
The metronome of waves,
So many waves of Time's
Creation, particles and waves
A time for indecision!
A challenge for our reason
Flowers open slowly
In their time-lapsed splendour,
The poem forms within
My brow and Words appear
Like clockwork strangers
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Clicking heels on pavements.
Life's perpetual motion,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life's perpetual motion. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, Ratnakar