My life has become a blocked clock,
Stopped fetching date, hour and minute’s knock.
Purposelessly hanging on the wall of the earth,
Waiting to be disposed into the dustbin of death.
Its battery, your love exhausted,
Your smiles and words, its wheels halted.
Make it alive with your majestic presence,
Insert the battery that it earnestly prays.
I shall sing for you a melody of tik tik tik,
Prove my precious
presence in your life.
pleasant yet somber
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