Hour after Hour

 

Hour after Hour

There goes my life, little by little,

There goes a year, a day, an hour.

And nothing changes, and all’s the same,

As the clock strikes hour after hour.

And here I wait, don’t know for what,

And here it slips, another hour.

And further on along the road,

I stop to rest, there goes an hour.

And here I run to chase my dreams

And here I lose them, there slips an hour.

And now I stare at the clock and wait

I see it pass, another hour.

There goes my life, little by little,

There goes my life, hour after hour.

GloPoWriMo Day 8 - a ghazal