Sandra Feldman


Strange Life - Poem by Sandra Feldman

I have some ideas,
But they're all tangled up,
Feelings premiere, but are not way on top,
I am confused, Doubt's Runner-Up,
The more I Live, the more I Doubt,
No one will tell me, 'the coast is clear'
Nor why we live, nor why we're here,
So I'll go on, day in and day out,
Still wondering and not finding out,
What this Strange Life is all about.


Comments about Strange Life by Sandra Feldman

  • Gold Star - 9,739 Points Mr. Nobody (3/14/2014 6:29:00 PM)

    Why I am here, I know that well!
    Smile like heaven, and love like hell!


    Love your work! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 9,424 Points Khairul Ahsan (3/8/2014 10:05:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem. The mystic philosophy of our misty lives, often not apprehensible unless delved deep, leaves for us the perpetual enigma:
    'No one will tell me, 'the coast is clear'
    Nor why we live, nor why we're here, '
    And perhaps, so is the summary of your beautiful poem:
    'So I'll go on, day in and day out,
    Still wondering and not finding out,
    What this Strange Life is all about.'
    Very well written, Sandra! (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,018 Points Valerie Dohren (3/5/2014 5:31:00 PM)

    It is indeed a strange life, which no-one understands. Well said and written. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 4, 2014


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