#tick poems on Hello Poetry

AllAtOnce Aug 2014

I guess I wasn't worth a ****
I guess to you I never am
On and off
On and off
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
I guess I shouldn't throw a fit
I guess I should get over it
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
I guess you were a time bomb
I guess I knew I was wrong
Tock.
Tock.
Tock.
I guess I should stop wishing now
I guess my heart is just too loud
-tick-tick-tick-
I guess I knew you'd give up soon
I guess I will give you room
-tick-tick-tick-
Boom.

What I just don't understand is that you can really like someone one day and then be totally over them like a week later. I could never do tihat. I don't understand. Just don't. And when I actually thought I started to matter. I know, I know, I'm overreacting. I always do. But I don't need to be reminded.

#bomb #tick #tock

Drake Taylor Aug 2014

Tick

The day moves on slowly.
Minutes pass with the tick of that old clock hanging from the wall.
Every time that tick erupts,
I realize my thoughts have slipped away, again.
I cannot remember where my mind was just five ticks ago.
Probably something depressing, I would remember a joy filled minute.
I cannot remember why I decided to forgive everyone.
However, I must of had a reason.
But, most importantly,
I cannot remember how this poem is meant to end.

#life #clock #tick #toc

AmberLynne Jul 2014

Clocks

Tick, tock
We count the seconds, minutes,
          hours, days,
                    years, decades
          of our lives.
Why?
Time is a man-made construct.
We're taught to define our lives by it,
          confine our very selves by it
          from the time of our birth,
          counting down until our death.
One, two, three, four.
Stop the counting.
Do what you have to, but then...
As far as I'm concerned
time should not be a rule,
          but merely a suggestion.

3.28.14

#life #time #clock #tick #tock #rules #suggestion #manmade

AmberLynne Jul 2014

Tick Tock

Five hours left
in today's workday.
Five hours,
and I simultaneously
don't think I can make it,
but also know I have to.
Five hours is so little,
such a small amount of time.
So I'll watch the clock,
witness the dwindling.
I know I'll be fine,
after all,
it's just five hours.
Plus I'm off tomorrow,
and I have grand plans
for a day of wallowing
in bed, my mind set
on accomplishing
absolutely nothing.
Hurry up, seven o'clock.
Four and a half hours now.

7.23.14

#time #frustration #clock #work #impatience #ugh #tick #tock #ticktock

- insert name here - Jul 2014

What Time Is It?

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock

Can you hear it?
It's beautiful...

Some can only continue to live in their sanity,
Others **** for their piece of mind,
And whilst I live to save humanity,
Am I killing what's most hard to find?

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock

I can still hear it,
Can't you?
It won't stop,
I don't think it ever will,
But still,
It continues,

Why must you go on?
I'm too far behind,
It's almost like your gone,
Because again,
You're simply hard to find,
If only I knew you were right in front of me,
I wouldn't be so lost,

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock*

Do you hear that?
It just keeps on ticking,
No, not the clock,
Not this time,
There's another...

What time is it?

However the story ends is up to you. But life will go on with or without you. Remember that... Always.

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Trilla™
Jevon Cuthbert

#time #clock #out #gone #ticking #tick #tock #jbucrew

Walker U Jun 2014

As the train ticks and ticks/

A train ride from the country side
Back to the big city
Goes slowly and effortlessly
Resembling all types of beauty

As the train ticks and ticks/

I've seen the riches of families
Who are still uneasy with life
Next I will see the poor
Who are trying to hang on ever so tight

As the train ticks and ticks/

The country hills will roll gently
and the wind will blow freely
While cigarette smoke will start to cover the lonely city

As the train ticks and ticks/

I realize the sad faces I see everywhere
Shows whether rich or poor
Tick/
Each of us has endless struggles
Tick/
That no amount of money can afford to fix.

#sad #beauty #clouds #country #struggles #city #train #tick #traveling

Hannah Anderson May 2014

love like no other

I think I love too easily.

I find it so simple to pick out the best traits in somebody.
I like to know what makes people tick and what makes their pupils dilate. I can fall in love with the way they talk about
their favorite shades of color
and the way they pick out groceries.

I am interested in the way people take their coffee
and if they prefer tea better.
and why
herbal
caffeinated

I find myself loving people for their laughter
and the crinkles beneath their eyes when they smile.
And I think it’s so cute whenever they suppress their grins
when they think of something funny or memorable.
I love the way people talk about life
and what’s on their mind;
it’s nice to know that there is more
more to discuss than the sounds on mattresses
and the type of plant they inhale.
You are beautiful.
I love the way people spill their hearts out when they’re happy
or when they’re sad.

Sometimes, when they don’t let me love them,
it makes me want to love them even more.

And even when they don’t love me back, I still continue to love.

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Ali Cronin May 2014

June

J.
U.
N.
E.

With each letter,
It's divided into fourths.
With each syllable,
You fade away.

As the days and hours
Tick on and on,
I feel you.

Dripping
Out of my pores.
Scraping
Out my guts.
Packing
My heart,
And taking it to go.

Now I can't
Look you in the face
Can't
Find comfort in your embrace
Can't
Stand in one ******* place,
Because my paycheck
Is running out.

I knew in the beginning
That this time would come,
So I'm not saying
That this isn't fair.

But when you leave,
My love will be lost.
Maybe I should have looked first,
For how much
You cost.

for Matteo

#love #heartbreak #poem #poetry #sad #heart #time #leave #lost #america #embrace #money #fade #june #tick #austria #guts #pores

Ariella Apr 2014

clocks

i wait for when
the clocks will stop ticking
so time can take its place
above gold

#gold #time #clocks #tick #valuable