The pendulum clock

With weight and chains,

the pendulum swayed,

keeping time in motion.

As its three hands moved,

in seconds, minutes & hours,

chiming melodies, in the intervals. 

It was a beautiful scene, 

but now, wistful memories, 

hidden away, in the store.

For, the pendulum stopped,

as the parts were locked,

and its functions, not needed. 

Yet, the life, never paused,

rushing into future stage,

leaving the past behind.

Still, the moments froze,

for that pendulum clock,

the day, it stopped working... 

As its masters got old,

and children, leave the roost, 

so, house became dilapidated.

But, within its wooden box,

stored away in vacant room,

the clock, was still lively... 

Sleeping peacefully, having blissful dreams,

of its masters gathering, to hear the chime,

in the rhythm, of pendulum swings!!