Tic Tac
"Tic Tac...Tic Tac...As the time clock ticks"
The sand hour glass on my table is almost filled
While I ignored it for many weeks
At the drop of every grain a child is borne
While some remininse of loved-ones, long-gone
Who travelled absolutely with nothing to the great beyond
"He was once a philantropist whose heart could beat,
Now he thinks less of what to wear or eat..."
As he aimlessly roams the streets
Of a world whose cryptic existence remains a mystery
To so many earth-dwellers who can still breathe
"Tic Tac, Tic Tac...The Clock ticks"
Less concerned about, whether anybody notices it
It runs confidently at her own pace
Never waits for any creature during the race
Regardless of your wealth, fame or power
Hence, the wise makes judicious use of every hour
"Tic Tac, Tic Tac...The Clock ticks"
Hope you know what this means?
Glamour & Glitz (freeverse)
An euphoria, but still craved by many
Both infants and old aren't exempted
"Usually acknowledged by the virtue of its wealth,
Instead of being respected by the wealth of its virtue..."
Glistens like a displaced Nebula in far-away galaxy
Filled with charm or enchantment,
Causing an irresistible spectacle on the tube
With appearances that often fade instantaneously
Simply because of its phoney state or ingenuity
Mainly exuded by some proud eminent personalities
While making their long-speeches, often engulfed with ambiguity.
After leaving their footprints on the Red-carpet
The maid servant rushes quickly to clear the dust
While the wise and glamorous lad walks in;
Leaving an indelible inprint on the sands of time
As an epitone of true greatness and glamour
Embarking on the quest to redirect the steps:
Of a rather natural feeling gone astray.
English
