How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see!

Time lingers the clock fades away,

Aging rust lost time from yesterday.

A past glimmer now only a dull face to pose,

And the hands that hold time froze

Rusty Time Broken Hours

Rusty time alarmed so momentarily

Haven't yet completed my snooze

Neither permitted to send morning wishes

Horrifically grasped in the broken hours

Moments were created of staleness

At stranger’s path in bleak darkness

Handed over black days of starkness

Without compromising on stakes of sourness

Oh! I didn't get to measure pace of curse

Life got flamed in chunks of charcoal

Leaving stain on half burnt logs of dreams

Wrecked ship deck finally sinks to bottom

Dust of memories layers on the sand

Holding up well ,hauling pieces of eroded invitation

Waving it's final goodbye to decaying age

Across the noisy shores , a distant memory resounding!

“Be beware !Collect your dreams to live on time”.

@Priyanka S Raj (MAHI)

Twitter ; @mahipriyankaraj

(No tick No tack)

I moved forward

but the goddamn time;

it’s there in a hypnotic past—

old, dirty, broken and aghast!

@ Martinforoz- March 10, 2019

The face that measured time

By time eroded away.

Rust the weapon

Against machines that dare

To cut it into precise pieces

As if it were a child's cake:

It hates all movement,

All cause and its evil twin effect.

With every breath it strives to stop them all.

Until there is only silence,

The eternal blanket...

No signs that it ever existed.