Tick Tock Song

Tick Tock Song long poem

The coffee shops spill over with uninspired espressos,
The jukebox shudders over in ebbs and flows,
The conversation is just a din that adds up and grows,
The footfalls are stampeding all over the floors.

There is a voice singing the tick tock song.
It’s so hard not to sing along.

The vehicles are revving to catch the signal before it goes,
They are slurping up pasta and swallowing up the roads,
They are picking up experiences by the kilos,
They are lining up the choices in endless rows.

There is a voice singing the tick tock song.
It’s so hard not to sing along.

Time is laughing like a madman through the windows,
Waving and opening the sliding doors.
Pointing people to the cheapest discount stores,
Turning up the volume, so they can catch the scores.

There is a voice singing the tick tock song.
It’s so hard not to sing along.

Time is humming the Monday morning blues,
While they are wondering which cereal to choose.
While they are busy being startled by the morning news,
While they are searching for their keys and shoes.

There is a voice singing the tick tock song.
It’s so hard not to sing along.

Time is dancing uninhibited on the rooftops.
He knows over here no one looks, no one stops.
So he goes on doing his ungainly moon walks.
Because here, life goes on, life just tick tocks.

There is a voice singing the tick tock song.
It’s so hard not to sing along.
It’s so hard not to sing along.

This poem is part of the Poetry Book “Twenty Poems of Light and Longing: Rabbit HOLE calling

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Jay Krishnan

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Always wide eyed with wonder, prone to reveries and restless with an inexplicable yearning to create ever since he was a little boy, Jay wrote his first poem when he was six. He discovered the ore of his creative endeavors in the writings of his sister from which everything else originated, in attics filled with vanilla smelling old books, in savoring the classics and in intricate poems of Wordsworth and William Blake inlaid with rhyme…. His poems have snuck under editorial radars and appeared in global anthologies, magazines, newspapers and online journals. He also runs an idea shop called the Centre of Gravity, draws cartoons, directs animated short films and conceptualizes communication campaigns. All of which originate from the same artery of poetic longing that destiny charmed into his soul.
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Swathi Rao

Life happens, and time passes. Nice expression.

Molly Patton

Like watching a movie. Loved it.


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