This is a poem about my best friend, I have written also a short story about it not yet published,is because I keep losing the track of time so when she is around always wakes me up.
Look, look here she comes ,
she always laughs ,
she always runs..
I will get lost into my dream,
it should be fine ,
since the this world,
is only mine…
-Why don’t you tell me?
-Why do you run?
Hurry ,hurry you will get lost,
the white rabbit will lead,
into the wonderland,
his Alice needs…
It will be fine…
My clock is here…
I want be afraid ,
its ticking and talking,
it is so fun,
Why would I even need to run?
Currently there are no comments related to "The Human Clock". You have a special honor to be the first commenter. Thanks!
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!
