Grips Me Sadness, And Makes Me Sink Into It. Poem by Sumita Jetley
Grips Me Sadness, And Makes Me Sink Into It.
However, I don't want contradict it.
Why not? Let it suck on me.
May stay stuck on me.
I might bemoan its presence, but still let it linger on me.
Sadness, today, do stay with me.
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There is a quiet understanding with sadness theme. Quiet and Quite.
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4/25/2024 9:58:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love the poets imagination, how words are put together, the imagery is vivid.