Slammed Poem by Sandra Feldman
Slammed
"That hand,
I searched for
All my life,
That smile
I never had"
Said
The frustrated,
Lover
As clouds began
To gather,
And dreams
No longer swam
In the lakes
Of hidden passions.
All had died
In one last sigh
As Night
Gave Life's door,
A great big slam!
Without, compassion.
All had died, In one last sigh, As Night Gave Life's door A great big slam! Without, compassion.
A poignant write. Yes, sometimes life is like that. Without compassion. Delivers us to nothingness. A vivid portrayal of great despair. Superb imagery.
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4/26/2024 8:08:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life is truly frustration-fraught. Let despair pass us by and let’s hope for the better. A well crafted composition, dear Ma’am Sandra...10++++