Clock

What has two hands but, can't clap?

It's absolutely a clock

Whose face, merrily seemed to mock.

"Never mind", said the clock

By striking its hands around

And vocalized, "Tick-tock , Tick-tock"

I wondered about the clock,

Whose arms constantly moves

And doesn't get into sleep

But one day, the clock struck and stood

Without moving its hands.

I was feeling bad for my poor friend 

And trying to solve the mystery,

Why it has been stopped.

This got to an end, 

When my grandpa, gave it a medicine

To alleviate its pain 

Thus, all the mystery was spoiled and it, 

Ran as fast as a speeding train.

Note: In this poem, medicine is literally a battery and it has been used to personify.