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Issue Three & Poetry

Hands of Time

By Senaj Alijevski

 

Don’t turn over the clock when it stops ticking.

Leave the past behind and don’t remind yourself

Of what was is or ever will be.

The hands of time stay still for nobody.

I only hear the sound that stops the clocks.

A couple of voices muffled into the background creep

Into the doors and find their way into my room.

 

Reminisce about the past and let the future guide you.

These are the stories that are continued to be passed through time.

I kept changing direction, not knowing which way to go.

 

Those are the stories that are continued to be passed

through time.

When these stories are told all hearts become one.

 

There were no empty or broken promises between us.

Just a path that needed to be crossed to be left behind.

The distance still speaks when silence becomes a solution

To each step taken apart.

 

Image by Ales Krivec