The Endless Rhythm of a Clock: A Poem on the Passage of Time
Reflecting on the Meaning of Every Tick and Tock

Tick-tock goes the life of a clock,
Counting down each passing minute,
Never stopping, never resting,
Driven by a force within it.
Through day and night it tirelessly works,
A steadfast keeper of time,
A constant presence in our lives,
A witness to all that's sublime.
From the moment it's wound up and set,
Its purpose is clear and true,
To measure the moments of our lives,
To tick away until we're through.
Through triumphs and through sorrows,
Through laughter and through tears,
The clock ticks on, never faltering,
Through the joys and the fears.

And yet, though it may seem mechanical,
A simple machine without heart,
The clock has a soul of its own,
A rhythm that sets us apart.
For in the ticking of the clock,
We find a steady beat,
A cadence that reminds us,
Of the moments that make life complete.
So let us honor the life of a clock,
A constant companion on our way,
A faithful guide through the passing hours,
As we journey through each new day.
About the Creator
Paulraj Manickam Ashari
I write engaging content for blogs, articles, and social media. I am skilled at storytelling and creating content that connects with readers. My goal is to help businesses and individuals achieve their goals through the power of words.


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