The clock has stopped but the time has not
DISCLAIMER: This poem is the creation of one of my friend and donated in my blog. I liked this poem, the flow of simple words and the deep meaning. Hope you will savor it.
The paper is blankThe pen has ink,
The heart is silent
The mind is still.
What then can make
One to feel?
What else can cause
The ink to flow.....?
There is neither the clot
Nor the flow
There is neither any block
Nor any bond
Going on is the search
Within the Conscience...
The search for Truth
Shall go on and on....
Until the mind is lost
And the heart is opened
To reveal what was done
Was right or wrong.....
There is a long way to tread
To know what Is & What Is not,
For now the clock has stopped
But the time has not.
Lovely play of words...:)
Simple Words which pierce straight into the heart...
Nice lines... These words have done their job.