Maturity

by

Satish Kakri

Pendulum of an old clock,
Could it be a thing,
Of the past?
Message it gives, I think,
Will always last.

Irreversible passage of time;
Missive with a message, prime.
Beneath, another one you see latent
Reminding pendulum’s movement.
It stops only at extremes,
But, never in the middle.
Like peoples’ emotions
Posing a riddle
Why there can’t he a balanced view?
Praised by many, practiced by few.

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