Clock – The Daily Post prompt
The boisterous soul rattled its
crumbled house.
It was the time for a respite.
The feeble body
let a despondent sigh.
It had to set the eternal bird
free for a new flight.
Eyes rolled wild, the moment
had come to break
a life-long alliance.
The breathings froze,
clock stopped ticking.
And all that remained
was silence.