Marieta Maglas

Bronze Star - 2,519 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Fear Of Falling - Poem by Marieta Maglas

Falling inside the black,
Fear of falling,
Fear of feeling alone;

Standing on the edge,
Peering down below to
The tiny abyss,
Running as far away as possible
From the reality
In a moment
Between hope and despair;

Plunging into death,
Being unable to navigate through the grief,
Soaring down
The iceberg of sadness,
Being completely at His mercy,
In losing control
But never losing control;

Wanting to be completely free;

Searching for the truth
In the mirror
Inside its fogged glass,
Remembering some untouched promises,
Feeling His presence,
Feeling the emptiness
And His missing;

Falling blindly,
Feeling alone;
Trying to find
Some reasons;
Clinging to the hope
That has been stained with
The fear,
And praying
To find love
Instead of loneliness,
To reach happiness;

Falling inside the black,
Fear of falling,
Fear of feeling alone
While He is able
To keep everyone
Alive while be alone. Registered & Protected

Topic(s) of this poem: fear

Form: Ars Poetica

Comments about Fear Of Falling by Marieta Maglas

  • Gold Star - 70,859 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/10/2014 7:29:00 PM)

    we are already fallen, see. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 194 Points Yoonoos Peerbocus (8/4/2010 9:21:00 PM)

    two deep emotions compounded[fear/falling]----of which inner life id made/deep (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,116 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (8/4/2010 2:17:00 PM)

    Beautiful....really magnificent feeling of falling from unreal to reality...from death to eternity...from darkness to light within. Perhaps you have got the beginning of a journey from finite to infinite with the conscious way through poetry. Bon-voyage. Unique state of mind to touch the eternity. But stick with the touch of art...that is poetry.

    A writing simply enlarges the readers hollow identity to catch tightly the word He. Perhaps from here the quest of a life greater than the life begins. Began in ancient time. Fear of falling transforms into pleasure of rising by holding the word HE. Fantastic. A new phase of realization perhaps coming near to you. Live long....translate the nothingness with the view of a totality.

    pranab (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Okan Emanet (8/4/2010 2:16:00 PM)

    However much one makes the most of himself to get rid of the reality, there always appears a kind of wall that will hinder you from doing so... Reality always contradicts with our well being. I am really affected by the way the words are selected in this poem. Thanks for sharing...10 over 10 my rate for this... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 10, 2015

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