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Pendulum

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

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Written by Amrita Chowdhury

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