Student Poetry: Broken Watch by Charlotte Ray

Poem by Charlotte Ray

A watchmaker has a broken watch.
He tries to repair it to no avail
As no matter how much time he may take,
The once ever ticking clock, 
Will never be the same.

The face that set life at steady pace
The promise of devotion 
Proved to be only temporary 
But now that promise is broken 
What's left is aerie.

The man is still co-dependent 
On an item that shattered when he was losing face.
He is left in a room that was once loud 
Has become a quiet place.

Borrowing mismatched parts,
Similar in size and shape;
His attempts are futile and in vain.
For each cog was unique
He can't fix what's broken, 
Not when he's lost what can't be replaced.