Falling

By suhailp · Aug 30, 2012 · ·
  1. Time...is creeping along,
    and I can feel myself sinking.
    Falling deeper, slowly submerging
    into the stillness of the cold night air,
    the silence of this lifeless room.
    Engulfing me...Consuming my thoughts,
    Devouring my dreams, night by night.

    Every moment, each instance
    seems to slip through my fingers
    as the sands of time trickle through-
    Grain by grain, second by second,
    Falling into the past,
    Descending far down below,
    until there is nothing left, but forgotten memories.

    The day is lost, and tomorrow fast approaches.
    I find myself wondering...what lies in wait?
    As the grains, they aggregate,
    and the sand, it accumulates-
    Slowly...oh so slowly...
    The bulb empties, and all that remains of me,
    is a lifeless silence, and windswept dust.

    So I lie here in wait.. still I lay here in wait...

Comments

  1. maidahl
    into the darkness, the quiet stillness...<--- in the dark I see, by Lights

    also a line in a Christian song.
    not saying you ripped it. saying it's used too much.

    do you mean "lie" here in waiT?
  2. suhailp
    I went with lay because of the whole "falling into the past". The idea, which I've obviously failed at executing correctly, was I wanted to portray that time is passing by, and being wasted by being stuck in the past. Hence, "I lay here in wait", as I've done this many times before, living through the same shit etc etc. Does that make sense to you? Or am I just an idiot?

    So maybe,

    "I lie here in wait...I lay here in wait" to show the movement of time? I don't know, maybe its a bit to much.

    "I sit here in wait...I sat here in wait" doesn't really work tbh. Maybe I should just scrap it all together.

    I do agree with you that the whole "into the darkness" thing is overused. and I'll try to refrain from using the phrase. I never knew where it was from, but have always liked the sound of it. Also, I've heard people make the case before, that words and phrases are like notes and melodies. You needn't refrain from using a good chord for instance, as long as you change the progression, But I guess originality is always a good thing.

    Anyways, thanks for reading my poem and posting a comment maklahi! Much obliged!! = )
  3. suhailp
    Another version for you Maklahi. I hope this appeases some of the comments you'd made. I think it sounds a lot better, so thanks again!

    Time is creeping along...
    and I can feel myself sinking,
    falling deeper, plunging further still-
    into the stillness of the cold night air,
    the silence of this lifeless room...Engulfing me...
    Consuming my thoughts,
    Devouring my dreams, night by night.

    Every moment, each instance,
    seems to slip through my fingers
    as the sands of time trickle through-
    Grain by grain, second by second,
    Falling into the past,
    till there is nothing left, but forgotten memories.

    The day is lost, and tomorrow approaches.
    I find myself wondering...what lies in wait?
    As the grains, they aggregate,
    and the sand, it accumulates...
    slowly...oh so slowly...
    Until one day soon, I must meet my inevitable fate.

    So I lie here in wait.. so I lay there in wait...
  4. Mckk
    I like some of your word plays, but overall I have a feeling you may be trying too hard. You have some excellent imageries there, and you can obviously play with words - what I wish is that you said more. All this is very metaphorical but really, there's only one concept - time passing and you waiting - I'd love to know why is the passing time so important, and what are you waiting for? Don't be afraid to get more concrete about things - when a reader can imagine and relate, naturally your poem becomes more powerful.

    Finally, use fewer eclipses (I think that's what they're called, the ...'s) - I get that time is flowing slowly, convey it with your words and have confidence that you've got your point across. Like I say, you have a very vivid image here, so don't worry. I feel the eclipses serve no purpose.
  5. Mckk
    Hope you don't mind, but like I said I did like your imagery and I had a dabble at rewriting it :) I'm not saying my version is better, but it sorta put a rhythm in my head and I wanted to write it. So here's my version, just thought I'd show you since it's originally yours - I've taken some lines I liked personally (and don't worry, I work on novels and never really hope to publish poems, so don't worry about plagiarism or anything):


    Time, creeping.
    I’m sinking,
    Falling
    Further still.
    In the stillness of the night
    The silence engulfs me,
    Devouring my dreams,
    Night by night.

    Seconds slip
    Through my fingers
    Try though I might
    to hold on
    The sands of time trickle through
    Falling into the past
    Descending
    Into naught but forgotten memories.

    The day is lost, and tomorrow’s a mystery
    I cannot see
    Past the dust of stars
    Falling, falling
    Drawing silver streaks into the ink-black sky
    Teasing me with the future
    When all I can see
    Is sand,
    Trickling, trickling, grain by grain.
    It gathers, swells, rises,
    And I cannot tell when it will stop,
    When my hourglass will have had its fill
    And I must lie here,
    Await
    My inevitable fate.
  6. suhailp
    Thank you Mckk, that was an excellent rewrite, that improved upon the original in many ways. Particularly the last stanza,

    "I cannot see
    Past the dust of stars
    Falling, falling
    Drawing silver streaks into the ink-black sky"

    Lovely stuff. I only write as a hobby tbf, so don't worry about all that bureaucratic bs. Cheers for the comment Mckk! = )
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