I am oscillating
Between guilt and righteousness, hope and despair
Exhilaration of dreams and desolation of stagnation
A pendulum swinging between extremes
…
Oscillating between love and loss
Destruction and resurrection
Now left with nothing to build on
Forever reaching out, trying to grasp
But never quite there
Falling short, every time
…
As the clock strikes its hour
Here I am again, dizzy with expectation
And yet empty-handed
A shell ringing hollow with despair
This time the pendulum might not oscillate back
Pendulum clocks💚
Love it Amrita. Beautifully crafted
A pendulum swinging between extremes. Simply wow
Thanks so much Natasha 🙂
Thank you so much Sonali 🙂
Profound and poignant, dear Amrita. <3 <3 Admire the depth of your thought.
Thank you so much Moonmoondi. Your words mean a lot.
Beautiful comparison. Loved it💚
Thank you Gowri 🙂
Everyone is a Pendulum.Beautifully put