Tick, Tick, Tock

by dogs

Published April 21, 2012

In Emotional Poetry

Hello everyone Dogs here with anouther emotionally depressing poem. Do enjoy and rip it to shreads. I doubt you'll be able to get what it's about and it's nothing about a lover. Happy reading.


I'm a broken clock,
Doomed to Tick
                         and Tick
                                       and Tock.
Out of tune
like no other clock.

They're all the same,
just keep ticking
                          and tocking,
Never stuttering nor stopping.
Until my dismaying clock
started stammering:
Tick,
        Tick,
                Tock.

With hands stopped,
and Pendulum locked.
Never swinging,
Never Dinging.
Trapped in time until
my dirges begin to chime
and never becomes lost
within the
                stream
                              of
                                    forever.

Your chilling breath,
 froze me in time.
Your absent warmth
                                and support
shattered my rhyme.

My hands have stopped,
Tick,
        Tick,
                Tock.

                         Without your love,
I'm a broken clock.
Comments & reviews · 3
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Kale
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Kale wrote a review Review · May 10, 2012

Interesting use of indentation. Some words felt a bit too spaced-out ("stream of forever" in particular), but it really reinforced how stretched-out certain moments were/felt without feeling gimmicky.

There were a tense shifts, however, that were really distracting. For instance, "Until my dismaying clock / started stammering:" shifts to past when the previous lines were in present. In the case of, "my dirges begin to chime / and never becomes lost", "becomes" is the wrong numbered verb to use. "Dirges" is plural, so the correct form would be "become" without the "s".

These little things all added up and detracted from the poem, but overall, this was quite interesting. With some tweaking and fixing of the tenses, this poem would be really good.

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PaperNessa
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PaperNessa wrote a review Review · Apr 22, 2012

I really enjoyed this poem. It wasn't like I expected. It was a bit depressing with the mentioning at the end of a lost love. However, you didn't over exaggerate the situation or become whiny and needy (like I've read in other poems). I loved the metaphor about a "broken clock." It was genius and exciting. The unique spacing of the words "tick" and "tock" added a signature touch to this poem.

Keep writing,
Nessa

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dogs
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dogs commented Comment · Apr 21, 2012

(My signature because it won't attach onto my post) TuckEr EllsworTh :smt032



Now I realize that there is no righteous path, it’s just people trying to do their best in a world where it is far too easy to do your worst.
— Castiel