The Clock is Ticking

Back home sapped….
a mad day at work
grinding it was,
till last bit of breath
sucked out in drill,
the door clicked open
just a turn of the key,
my coat, bags, shoes
flew down to the floor,
I hit the recliner
my left arm flexed
covering my eyes
to ward off the light….
and slipped in to a slumber
only to realize
something was ticking
right in my ear ….
my left arm had it
a ‘time bomb’ fear
tied on the wrist
a time watch ticking
yes,
time was passing,
time is drifting,
time will fly,
its never allowed to standstill…..
hence it was ticking
left wrist in right ear,
me frozen in fear
just as I realized
time waits for none,
earth rotates
and revolves
what if it stops?
sky is moving
and so is the barn,
my floor, my ceiling,
and my house on the farm………
moments flow, hours pass
days drift, years laugh,
the very reason I chill
and continue to live,
happiness galore
no scope to be sore,
though delusions many
and ticking bomb,
win the race
beat the pace,
party aplomb
honour every moment
coming your way,
watch the clock, not for time
but just to remind you,
that every moment
somebody is born
and somebody is dying
that watch is ticking
and time is flying……
© Dr. Swati A Gadgil , All Rights Reserved .

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About Swati A Gadgil

Anaesthesiologist , practising since last 25 yrs in Mumbai and medico legal advisor MBBS DA LLM Postgraduate in Human Rights Postgraduate in Hospital management Founder President of NGO, Dombivli Women's Welfare Society and it's youth wing NayaSavera Published three books of poetry Columnist and writes on various topics like Stress Management Appointed by Times of India as Consultant for their NIE Newspaper In Education Program Recognised by Medical associations and Rotary Speaker and panelists on Tele media, print media and National and International conferences Taekwondo Red Belt

10 thoughts on “The Clock is Ticking

  1. Parneet Jaggi

    Universality and individual narrative brilliantly blended with catchy images and metaphors. Any reader would be able to associate with the poem.

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    1. Swati A Gadgil Post author

      Dear Louis, that you did not comment for so long made me wonder whether the poem is not worth taking cognizance of and I was trying to find faults , for my betterment …. your response today reassured me that I am on the right track…
      Thank you so much !

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        1. Jagdish Singh Ramana

          As I was reading the poem I just heard that ticking into my ears and then to heart. The ticking symbolises the continuity of the work one do and life keeps going on……
          The busy life of today dwell on the ticking….. Active imagery.

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