Short Tock Poems
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Just as it is said that there is a sucker born every minute, it is probably true that there is an a--hole born every second. At least!
Tick-tock
The clock had stopped
The Chinese lady
Walked along the dock
The moon was high
In the starry sky
Her footsteps echoed
When she had stopped!
My lub dup
time ceases to flow
If I don't see you a day
my heartbeat you are.....
Haiku
Written August 1st, 2015
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Will the last to leave please turn out the sun.
©2/9/2018
submitted to – The doomsday clock 2 minutes to midnight – Poetry contest
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The clock winds up
as youth develops
Then winds down
as age envelops
The first propels us
~ the second’s jealous
Is it a tick
Or do you hear tock?
We've come together
Around the clock
And stuffed our mouths
With sticky socks,
But do you hear tick
Or do you hear tock?
Insomnia
tick, tock
tick, tock
tick, tock
tick, tock
tick, tock
tick, tock
tick, tock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The cloud then the SUN
Runs to and fro and then TIME
Ticks the trick's the TOCK!
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Tick Tock goes the clock
To mark the passing of time
Time doesn’t seem to slow
Forward it must go
What if you could make time be still?
Would you?
Just once, what a thrill!
Tic toc, time's running out real fast
The signs are there, the dark clouds are vast
Bye bye, have a nice life
Wish you well in spite
Of the massive havoc you've amassed
tick tock tick tock
sounds the clock
tick tock tick tock
around the block
time is a flock
tick tock tick tock
you're in for a shock
tick tock tick tock
no won gives a F**
tick tock tick tock
The clock ticking,
My mind racing,
How can I beat it?
How can I beat the clock,
How can I beat the tick-tock?
What can I do?
The clock keeps ticking,
My mind racing,
How can I beat it?
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Trying, tripping, tanking, toil,
Typical of my intellect’s termination.
Trinkets are tied to incompetence,
those are the twisted tips of my mother.
As I travel closer to toe the top,
I toy with the seconds that tick by.
Tick tock, tick tock,
my hands are on my face
And no matter how many of me you break
my rules are still in place
Tick tock, tick tock,
I continue, without a doubt
Round and round, without a sound
until your time's run out
Form:
In a moment of weakness life can pass you by
When you lose grip of reality you must never say goodbye
The most precious of moments do await you if you try so let go
Of the darkness , let the light in take off and fly…
And I dont know of anything about the present,
it only lasts but a second.
tick tock tick,
dancing upon a flicker of a flame,
The future becomes older,
every minute you live it,
tick tock tick,
speeding through lifes game.
Form:
Tell the time that ticks
that the 'tick-tock' shall sound still
when nature dares to tilt.
Its bong, another to beat.
Tell the time that treats
another to a memory's feast
though it may yet beat,
soon, a course when memories feast.
In the indecision--
the sidewalk's cracked masses,
always greener the upside,
screaming horns and Styrofoam cup lipstick stains--
the Second Hand grows sluggishly Dopesick;
Tick tock Time vomits itself to a hault
and the environment produces
Me.
Tick Tock
Tick Tock, the clock keeps moving...
one moment then the next.
Sometimes I wish that I could slow it down,
and make it go around again,
to spend more of my life on the good parts,
and less or none at all
on the bad.
Tick Tock
Tick Tock goes the clock on the wall. Death is certain for all but the hour uncertain. For my
body dies each second not being able to perform as the second before. Which makes me
wonder: will I die this second in my chair or before I finish this poe....
Form:
Clock is ticking
I've been thinking,
So many times,
How many truths turned into lies,
On T.V,
On the phone,
On Craigslist,
On billboards coming home,
People don't want the truth,
They'll back the lie,
Pays more to go back to work,
Than to watch the big guys die
Between the tick and the tock
time is held in abeyance.
Marvelous things can happen
in that endless, timeless place.
Time is held in abeyance
in that endless, timeless place.
Marvelous things can happen
between the tick and the tock.
Form: Ungalino
Tick tock tick tock
clock hanging on the wall
time runs out for everything
time runs out for everyone
and unfinished deeds remain undone
Time and again,
two strangers run into each other
like the hands on the clock
Each other minutes away
yet exist in worlds apart
Tick Tock
Like the ocean tide you are constant and unchanging
A secret observer as you look down on us with your face of two hands
Marking the comings and goings of all who enter this place
Sad times, happy times you have seen them all
Your presence always indifferent
Tick Tock