Boredom is both the worst of tortures and the best of inspirations.
The sand slowly slips away
Eroding grain by grain
And As the arrow wonders round
It’s adding to my pain
Great cities have decayed with time
Leaving broken gates and crumbled walls
Yet epic stories and Ballads have come
And all from the sound of boredom’s calls
nice work! 
The rhyming made this…. epic? 
This poem was great, and it definitely created a great image of time passing by.
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