The clock ticking clear and loud
Now displaying ten past eleven
Everyone retiring in their cozy
comforts
Happy, serene, and content.
With the clock ticking now, louder
and prominent
Remind me of the emptiness of my
life
Devouring me with the insecurity
and uncertainties
Of the recent advances.
The clock continues to tick
plunging me on a cruise
Clearing doubts about my course of
realisation
To keep going with the flow
For nothing can be taken for
granted.
Of people, near and dear ones
Of life, situations and patterns
Of self-health, physical and
mental
Of fact, life is all about little
things to cherish.
The intensity of sensitiveness
Added flavours to my so-called
imperfections of life
Guiding me shore my desired paths
Inspiring me with miracles.
Imperfections, the least thought
about
If considered as a norm
Can lead us to our destination
Mending the unimaginable arenas of
life.
