Pendulum Poems - Poems about Pendulum

Our crucial love pendulum one day flowers and fruits the next only loss and silence......

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Moments moving fast Onward pushing past Seconds building minutes Minutes turning hours Today becomes tomorrow Gaining losing power Atop the mighty tower A time has arrived again.... ...

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Written: February 24, 2025 For Brian Strand Contest ********************* A lifetime swings good, bad, and back Toil shows us what we lack. Brave lessons learned hard earned, grasped by how high we fly, determined...

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Intelligent musical talent begins with this, to relearn the timing within our soul, But other tactical psychological methods are busy swaying to and fro, To an obvious yet nefarious covert Rhythmic tyranny of Mind Control, Damaging trauma appears, disappears and reappears so often - irregardless whether anyone of us - really and actually know, Although - know; you ought...

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Some folks cheer, others boo Millions celebrate, millions stew 2025: Rarely has it been so true It's out with the old, in with the new The pendulum had...

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I’m sitting on the edge of time For just a disembodied pause, While pointed hands o’er rounded chime Obey the pendulum’s swayed cause. Where kinetics’ course is lastly laid, Comes forth the pointing to a door That opens wide. Be not afraid, I think, to thereupon explore. And there I search the sea, in stay, For those few drops that speak of me. Below a...

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It keeps swinging I can't stop it The pain hitting I can't stop it Is this what it is? I can't stop it Left to right hits I can't stop it Pendulum of this I can't stop it Life of hits I can't stop it Needing help in this I can't stop it Rap battle is it I can't stop it Lets start with I can't stop it Don't interrupt my...

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Move along, Come back to me, You're in every song, I have to leave you be. Back and forth I go, Leave me alone, How I love you so, I miss your moan. Stay the hell away, I need to feel peace, Without you I'm grey, Come back please. Driving myself crazy, This pendulum, Everything is hazy, Everything is numb. I give, I gave, You took, you take, I love, I crave, You leave,...

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You're tired of studying the spring? Rise above that and learn to swing. It's oscillatory motion, you bum, The science of the pendulum....

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As The Pendulum Sways and Time Drifts Astray, and the Wind swifts away all that was and returns it to it's Essence beyond the Ashes and Dust, and the Ticking Withers into the Frey leaving only that witch was Forged along The Way, and all that remains is the Sacred Flame Of Truth the...

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Several weeks in to this healing journey. Grateful of course, there was no gurney.. Now waiting for these bones to knit. It's challenging for me to quietly sit. Wheeling around my condo floors, the metal stripping's are loose once more. My wheel chair clunks on the foyer tiles. Some days my arms feel they've walked several miles.. I amble to my car with...

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Speaking in whispers no one cares within the crying a serenade is played Secrets not shared Winter is early this year Snow on the ground it looks like Christmas is all year round It all starts within the gloom upstairs imprisoned Caesars waiting their pendulum just stears ...

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I think I found the prescription for the sickness behind my obvious problems Or I found the key that fits in the lock of the door of ignoring them I’m not sure which one it is But you’ve won, I’m tempted But am I exempted from my duties of holding down the fort when you’re dejected? You’re...

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In my sanctuary’s hush where Poe’s tales I clasp Into his world I plunge with a breath, a rasp. Beneath the creaking floorboards a heart's pulse In my mind, my mind, oh it throbs and gasps; Suddenly then I'm the culprit in horror's vice! My soul enclasped. Entombed alive in a sepulcher so deeply confined. Where terror's craftful dasterly design I...

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A pendulum, in its silent sweep, ponders The way of life it chooses for the grandfather clock, Infinite moments marked by measured swings, A dance through time, precise and steady. With each swing, it contemplates its role, A ceaseless metronome in the grand design, Each tick and tock, a heartbeat in the clockwork, A rhythm echoing the universe's pulse. Does it desire the...

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