Watch

Whenever I cast a glance at it,
figures stare back jeweled,reminding
somewhere to go, someplace to be
in the past ,present or the future.

It went on ticking when
the present became past
staring straight back with the same old face
changing expressions every second.

At times the ticking tends to infiniti ,
others it flies on Hermes wings.
Wish I could chain it down ,break
its pace and make it run to my command.

Ungrateful wretch , it never listens ,
never ticking back
Not even obeying its own master
it ticks on and on and on.

AJAX

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