SWEETNESS IN HASTE
~
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, the clock chimes
The minutes and seconds count, Its 9:00pm.
The sound of my footstep dies, coming to a standstill
Twist and turns, locks and keys,
I step into the crazy maze of life
Hurry! Time is fast spent
Maneuvering through the sidewalks,
I pay no mind to distant greetings
Bumping through people, punctuality at its brief
Drowned in the current of sweat and flesh
Limbs stretch in hasty movement
I wonder will I be too late?
Mind far in horror of what may be
With no choice in my state,
All I can do is hope and pray
Opening the doors, I hurry to the origin of my worries
If it all goes south I would accept my fate
A lantern in the night guides my way
Finally with a tug at the metal door, I sigh in relief
My ice cream withstood the cut of electricity since 9:00am
~
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my favorite poet. We are on the same page dear, keep rocking.
Lol...Thanks for the boost.
you are welcome.
Jajajajaja. Yo también correría ante una desgracia como esa, tej37. Al principio del poema tu la idea de que era otra cosa, una por el orden delo social, pero fue grato e inesperado ese final. Lo resolviste muy bien. Un abrazo
Gracias, sinceramente me sentí un poco tonto mientras lo escribía. Así que debo decir que se siente bien saber que alguien también entiende las tonterías de eso.
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Great poem, I certainly do have a lot to learn to write.