In a World Away

In a World Away

A Poem by emipoemi
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A poem/song that has been a long time coming.

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Hanging high and dry

With a cold wind blowing,

All has gone awry,

And slowly waning.

Darkness rules the sky

With foreboding flowing,

Stifling ev'ry sigh

To life pertaining.

 

Time drifts with the tide:

Ev’ry hour an eon,

Wearing ev’ry stride

Beyond repairing.

Roving far and wide,

No more than a peon,

Straining through the snide

And overbearing.

 

In a world away

Deep beneath the ocean,

Striving ev’ry day

To hold my own!

Tangled in the grey,

Drowning in commotion,

At the break of day

Row me home!


Through the bleak and stale,

Rolling on for nowhere,

For wind in our sail

We keep on waiting.

Weighing out the scale,

Praying all would go fair,

But with each inhale

We’re suffocating.

 

In a world away

Deep beneath the ocean,

Striving ev’ry day

To hold my own!

Tangled in the grey,

Drowning in commotion,

At the break of day

Row me home!

 

Seeking ease in dreams-

Running through the clover;

Waking up to screams

As we keep dying.

Needing genial gleams

When the night is over,

For our tears make streams

As we keep crying.

 

In a world away

Deep beneath the ocean,

Striving ev’ry day

To hold my own!

Tangled in the grey,

Drowning in commotion,

At the break of day

Row me home!

 

At the break of day

Row me home!


-EDP

© 2019 emipoemi


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Time in my case is more of a foe then a friend. but to quote myself here " Time ticks on like a clock, the old gears, clicking, ticking tick tock,reminding those of us that will listen, we have so much time yet none in stock."

Posted 5 Years Ago


H L Rose

5 Years Ago

Well I can understand that. Perhaps clock and time are so closely related that a simile sounds redun.. read more
emipoemi

5 Years Ago

look in my book (first), that's where you've read it, and it's bound to be on here too. somewhere wi.. read more
H L Rose

5 Years Ago

Oh duh! I should have looked there first!
Yep that metaphor, even just the first stanza is k.. read more
Right from the beginning the feel of the poem reflects the speaker well. You can almost hear the “waning” in his/her voice. The rhyme scheme I think guards this “waning”, keeping it from becoming disinteresting. The rhymes that intertwine in each stanza connect it from beginning to end instead of letting it drift off.

The word choice of course also keeps the reader listening with strong visuals like with the word “rules” in “Darkness rules the sky”.

There are a few lines throughout the poem that catch my eye.
“Drowning in commotion,
At the break of day
Row me home!”
I'm glad these lines are in the chorus because they are definitely worth repeating.

I find the switching from first person singular to plural with “we” and “our” in the 6th stanza interesting. It is one of the many aspects of the poem that can be analyzed deeply.

This feels raw and honest making it connect with the reader. You are going to hate me for this but the rawness reminds me of modern poetry. Not so free and unstructured as contemporary, but not as structured and flowery as classical. This makes me want to suggest that you think about freeing the structure like that of modern poetry and try out different combinations of metrical feet like how you did with "cold wind blowing", and then packing it full of other literary devices that don't necessarily have a pattern. However, I know this is not your style and also doesn't work for it being a song so much as a poem so you can just ignore this advice and I understand!

Thanks for sharing!

Posted 5 Years Ago


LazerRays

5 Years Ago

hahahaha, no, inspirational
H L Rose

5 Years Ago

😆 exactly
LazerRays

5 Years Ago

:P hahahahah

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