The Night's Regrets Poem by Sandra Feldman
The Night's Regrets
You talk to yourself
Moan regrets,
And out of solitude and fright
A poem may be born
With love in sight,
It's like giving birth
Alone
One, cold and lonely
Night,
To the child in you,
That never was able
To take flight
But in a desperate poem,
Found its true Life.
Dear Sandra, another marvelous poem.....................
Wow I think I get it hmmmm not sure but your poem is a good one of thought as to where the poet is
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:13:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A very heartfelt and ever so moving poem! .. Ever such feeling and beauty in heart! .. That is felt and heard by other hearts :) Thank you ever so much for sharing! .. Ever so very many 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++