"Admirers' Love: A Reminder of Our Worth"

Tock-tock, the damn clock never stops,
Tickling my mind with fleeting thoughts,
Of life's paradox and double-edged swords,
And the admirers who watch our every forward.

Through labyrinths of joy and pain,
We walk alone, in vain,
But time's puppet master, never in vain,
As it shapes our memories, our sense of self, our entire domain.

Oh, the admirers, they lurk in the shadows,
Watching, longing, and following our every glow,
Too timid to express their love bizarre,
But in their silent adoration, we should find solace afar.

As time weaves its intricate threads,
Our admirers remain steadfast in their silent creeds,
A constant presence in our times of need,
Their love, a balm to our wounds, a beacon of light to heed.

For in their eyes, we see our own beauty,
The poise, the charm, the essence of our duty,
The qualities we overlook, they never miss,
As they follow us through time's unyielding abyss.

Their silent admiration, a remedy for the loneliness we feel,
When time's emptiness weighs heavy, and we reel,
A reminder that we are not a passing phase,
That their love, forever aglow, will never fade or erase.

So let the clock tick on and on,
Our admirers, forever in our throng,
For in their love, we find the strength to move along,
Through the mountains and valleys, the right and the wrong.

And as we journey through life's maze,
Our admirers, they still fawn and praise,
Over the qualities that make us shine,
And bring them happiness, again and again.

For although it may seem improbable,
That admirers watch from afar, unstoppable,
Their love is a reminder, a guiding light,
That we are not alone, in this journey of life.

So let us hold dear this truth,
That we are loved, in our youth,
And in the times of loneliness,
We have admirers, to whom we possess.

And as time marches on,
Our admirers, they still fawn,
Over the qualities that we possess,
The ones that bring them happiness.

For time may bring its fair share of pain,
But our admirers' love, a sweet refrain,
A melody that carries us through the storm,
A reminder that we are never forlorn.

And when the clock finally stops,
And time draws to a close, a final drop,
We can take solace in the fact,
That our admirers' love, will never retract.

For in the grand scheme of things,
Their love, an eternal spring,
That flows through time and space,
A testament to the human race.

So let us cherish our admirers' love,
A gift from the heavens above,
And as time continues to unfurl,
Their love will remain, a precious pearl.

For although it may seem improbable,
That admirers watch from afar, unstoppable,
Their love is a reminder, a guiding light,
That we are not alone, in this journey of life.

Oh, the depth of their devotion,
A pure and unbridled emotion,
It carries us through the darkest night,
Their love, a beacon of pure light.

It's the kind of love that never dies,
A love that weathers any guise,
Through the turbulence of life,
Our admirers remain, a constant drive.

Their love, a river that never runs dry,
An oasis in the desert, when we're feeling dry,
It gives us strength when we're feeling weak,
Their love, a comfort that we always seek.

Through the triumphs and the failures,
Our admirers remain, our faithful sailors,
Guiding us through life's treacherous sea,
Their love, a constant reminder, that we're free.

Free to be who we truly are,
Free to reach for the brightest star,
Free to love with all our heart,
Their love, a flame that will never depart.

So let the clock keep ticking away,
Our admirers, their love here to stay,
For in their eyes, we see the truth,
That we are loved, in our youth.

And as we journey on this earth,
Through joy and sorrow, and every birth,
We can take comfort in their love,
A gift from the heavens above.

For in the end, when all is said and done,
When our journey on this earth is done,
We'll look back at our lives and see,
That our admirers' love was the key.

The key to our happiness and joy,
The key to a life that we truly enjoy,
The key to our hopes and dreams,
Their love, a reminder of what it truly means.

So let the clock keep ticking on,
Our admirers' love, forever strong,
For in their eyes, we see the light,
That guides us through the darkest night.

And when our time on this earth is through,
When we bid this world adieu,
We'll take with us the love we've found,
Our admirers' love, forever bound.









The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XV, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you