Turbulent thoughts

My Pendulum.

Here I am smiling again,
Watching her every now and then.

Though the whispering chimes of a pendulum has to regain.

In this stillness,

I see her moving back and forth,
In laughter,

Having a touch of shrillness but she is full of richness.

I find myself smiling again,
Watching her now and then.

Buried under an immeasurable weight,

You revived me to swing in free state,
And never to deflate.

Now with the flick of a breeze, the chimes have started,
The quietness has departed.

Time's running,
The clock's churning.

But why does it appear
like,

It's just the beginning,
Of something thrilling.

Moving to and fro,
She gives me such a blow.
Reminding me to glow,
No matter where I go.

So I just wanna let you know,

That you're my pendulum
With a gentle hum.