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When It Struck 11

When it struck 11, I sighed in relief
When it struck 11, I haven't felt grief
The time kept ticking on and it wasn't brief
And I'm so… patiently shaking like a leaf
Vigorously feeling vital everyday...
Every minute...every second...come what may
Immensely feeling somewhat manic today
Bit by bit, I couldn't find my way, okay?
But I'm trying to gain back some confidence
I suddenly recognized your elegance
It struck 11 - we were close by distance

It struck 11 - I cried in disbelief
It struck 11 - I did you good, no harm
But I'm trying to give you warmth in my arms
Through wit and sweat, I told you good luck, good grief
Extremely dealing with anxious thoughts again
Every minute...every second...one plus ten
Dreamily accepting reality, then…
I've hurt you so...sentimentally, in pen,
I wrote you a quick note of apology
Is it time to tell you farewell? Time will tell
If you will leave me alone in my cold cell

When it struck 11, my eyes, enlightened,
Were wide open and you were oh so frightened
When it struck 11, your lies, unsifted,
Left me in the dust and demons were lifted
The clock, like a bill'on bells, chimed endlessly
The knock on the door gave us hell honestly
Demons awaken from their graves of envy
Angels are hushed and fell asleep havenly
Heavens and hells ring like bells of time-will-tell
While I remain under your spell in this cell
I'm like Alice, whirling 'round, going pell-mell

It struck 11 and I'm losing patience
Waiting for you to shed some pure radiance
Against my shivering soul that's so entranced
You gave me your trust and your gracious prudence
You gave me your word and promised me jub'lance
When it struck 11, our hearts' love enhanced
Did you just leave me in a blink of an eye?
My ears aren’t open to your heartless lies…lies…
You abandoned me in a flick of a dime!
Did you desert me in the brink of good times?
All you say and do is now considered crimes

I sighed in regret...don't weep your tears anymore
If you want me back so soon, why did you leave?
Swallowed my pride and gave you my ears, I swore
I listened to your requests that made me grieve
My fears are flying out the window, mind you
My nightmares will soon vanish and now, who knew
You'd be standing at my front door at this hour
You were a flower when it struck 11
I asked you to leave me be in my tower
We were young and in love when it struck 7
When it struck 11, our trust turned to dust

Don’t give me that vacant expression - I know
You're sad and you're sorry, but it's not enough
Yeah, don't give me your senseless reasons - just go
Be gone by the time the clock chimes eleven
I know that being with you was mostly rough
It's not the same when the old clock struck seven
The ancient spell you put me under's enough
To bid you my goodbyes for a long, long time
Cuz abiding by your side was horrid crime
Waiting 'til it is time for the clock to chime
Life's not always a game of poetic rhyme

Going to wait for a long time till I find
The one I truly adore with all my heart
You left me behind, sorry, you're not my kind
You had plenty of time to change from the start
When that time comes, it will be oh so sublime -
The time when it strikes 11 in its prime
This time, you tell me that you tried to move on
Oh well, I have been over you being gone
It's time for you to go before the clock chimes
I have been spinning around and around, much
Like a merry-go-round without sound and such

There's so much to say on my mind, but to whom? 
My wand'ring mind is like a bittersweet tomb
Racing thoughts of angst and sorrow zip through me
Ran this race with a steady pace - not easy
That damn clock keeps on chiming relentlessly
It constantly strikes at 10 annoyingly
It consistently bugs me to the point of -
Nevermind - it's not important, my lost love
My time is almost up out of nowhere now
It's difficult to find peace of mind somehow
I'm as dry and desolate as a mere drought,

Yet as wet and damp as an ocean no doubt
What’s the point of sorrow when I have some hope?
I also have tomorrow to look forward to
Don't have to rhyme this time to impress people
It's time to face the fact that I've been wasting
Away my time, squandered by worrisome strife
When it struck 11, I was restoring
Grace to your verse of remorseful exploring
Don't seek me - I'm not wise in His eyes; wait up -
Is that lies in my head of your lullabies? 
I must wake up to the truth and don't ask why's

I wanted to be with you in your tough days
But, we went astray our own separate ways
Someday, we'll have better times spent together
When it strikes 12, we will be as one I'm sure
But, for now, we must endure to be a cure
To each other's pain and agonizing rain
To give each other space to happily gain
Trust amongst one another one of these days
For now, the clock determines time to part ways
The antique clocks of tranquil time ticks today
As the day unwinds…the wicked wind do sway

I yearn for my future faith to sooth me with 
Delightful direction beyond the lab'rinth
Goosebumps grow up and down my body once more
Snowed under by the words you sensibly speak
It hits me like a ticking sound to the core
Crawled under like a mole, playing hide 'n seek
I truly wept for you in winter snowfalls
You clearly see these glistening waterfalls?
Discard misery that tugs on to your heart
Tackle the challenges, rising from the start
Your prudence utters sincerity, my dear…

Unleash the despairing fear and have some cheer
There is peace in mind to get rid of the grief -
Allows me to shed tears of good times so brief
Where are you when I need you most? Time is near
When I have to chase away the flames of fear
Gnarled trees twist and turn as the clocks chime and churn
Regret left me in this wilderness to burn…
Fan the flames away and echo empathy 
It's my turn to turn the clocks to 11
My turn to turn the time 'round for a second
Sometimes, a hug can mend a sorrowful soul…

Helpless, but still hopeful in the way I feel…
Somber fears has reduced me to tears for real
The years of my life – were they not important?
Tears I shed for you - are they significant?
Despite all I've done, I can't forget the strife…
Be brave and stay strong all your life, you alright?
My once sorrowful soul…is meeting its end…
Remedy rivers will be our heartache's mend
It's beyond the riverbend of current's flow
Patiently do I wait for God’s Tomorrow
Our problems will fade; but, farewells, I must bade

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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