Poetry form – acrostic

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Tick-tock, moves the clock
Intricately weaving moments
Mish-mash, for one and all
Equating every element

A sphere contains them both
No wonder these lovers lament
Dial one forward, other simply floats

Tip-tap, the waves fall ashore
Into deep voids of arguments
Drip-drop, they wait for none
Enchanting, pure bafflement

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©️ Sonakshi
29/04/2020