Dark Flowing Waters Poem by Sandra Feldman

Dark Flowing Waters

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The dark waters that surround us,
The mystery of language,
And our thinking brain
Can never make us,
Totally good or sane,
There is something about us
That makes us, incomprehensible
To ourselves and to others,
Therefore, sadly alone,
We shall forever, remain.

Friday, May 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: creation,human,ignorance,mysterious,solitude
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 10 May 2019

the brain cannot make us totally good or sane; ...../// yeah right some intellectualism come to make peaceful world; some come to destroy all!

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