Sandra Feldman Poems

I fell in love with words of pain,
With Sentiments that joined the rain,
Intimate tears, that were in vain,
And then just Silence, one day came!
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I know you're there,
I feel your presence,
Everywhere,
The air I breath,
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Some have so much to say,
And no one to say it to,
Sad is the Silent morning,
The Silent night,
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Sometimes,
You feel so alone,
Misunderstood,
Thrown in a corner,
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Love comes, Love goes,
It pulls, It throws,
Those waiting in despair,
One thing man knows,
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When it's gone, it's gone,
Never to return,
The greenest, thickest, growing fern,
Cannot console or hide,
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We are all addicted to something,
Mostly Not Ourselves,
It is amazing how most people,
Tend to destroy themselves.
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Once upon an Absurd World,
A Passion took a Rose's form,
And from the thickest mud was born,
The loveliest Flower ever known.
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What is a Poet?
A pampered child?
A soft spoken butterfly?
That has no guide,
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Fiddles and Riddles,
Riddles and Fiddles
That's how Poets speak,
They're called 'metaphors',
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