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Entangles In Time

Entangled In Time…

The clock goes tic-toc,
Time passes by and I wait.
Hour ends before even I am able to take,
Thinking, sitting, and waiting,
Before my mind escapes.
Everyday the day grows old
And the nights dark and cold.
The day begins with a silence,
While the mornings…
Passes by without notice.
Tears flowing down brings in the night.
Each day brings some new hopes,
Hopes that will remain hopes
Wishing to be what is not to be…
Without whispering the sun moves to its peak,
The slowing time has now made me so weak.
The time is moving and I am feeling so empty
Entangled in this time alone still waiting…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag