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UG Ninja
Join Date: Sep 2006
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Melatonin Stirs
Past eviction date
The day I was forced off the bicycle My cycle turned upside down Voices bloomed, madness crept Saw the ground swell Thought the end was here Convinced I was damned Seems like my heart disappeared A few.."sometimes" And I was in a strange haze One compared to the strongest receipts given at a medical care Up and down this wave of motions Like an echo within Nearest a pine cone Where the melatonin stirs This, however I bear to tolerate anymore Those lousy nights with no sleep at all Should abandon this life For Jannah, how I miss yours gentle chime I smile, bearing the thoughts of her Will, is just an arms reach What lies beneath Guiding me Tween the distance Eyes triangle fields Where I put my hands On faith for A normal day To arise Again
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Join Date: Oct 2012
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I really liked this piece and the way I interpreted it was a man lost his wife and child, with the first section about him falling off the bike and into a haze where he is grieving. Is 'Where the melatonin stirs' his happy memories with them? And after this it's him coming to terms with the loss and hoping for things to get better, am I along the right line? I don't understand the first line at all, I can't figure out it's meaning.
Lines which I feel could be changed to be more effective (don't listen if you don't agree) are "I smile, bearing the thoughts of 'her'" and What lies beneath to They lie beneath, this is just me nitpicking and you may not have even intended for it to be like that but oh well ![]() Thanks. |
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UG Ninja
Join Date: Sep 2006
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The song is literally about insomnia, done in a overly dramatic way. It's quite personal actually. The cycle being turned upside by unforseen forces, is the fact that I had to begin working 3 shifts. Day-evening-night, destroying my daily night and day cycle. It ****s you up over time... believe me, I wrote this yesterday having no sleep at all haha
Jannah is just another word for paradise, that I wish to just leave it all and do what I want to do. Edit: I changed it to "her", thanks for that nitpick. I think it flows better like that, and it brings a question whether its love or something else he resembles as love ![]()
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