The Sting Poem by Sandra Feldman

The Sting

Rating: 5.0


Interesting,
As time goes on
More and more,
You feel the sting
That life,
Without love,
Can bring.

Without Love,
Like flowers
Without Sun
We wither and die,
Tenuously, softly
Exhaling, one last
Romantic sigh.

Monday, June 25, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,lovelorn
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 25 June 2018

Life without love is meaningless! Yes, I admit …….. but sometimes we wrongly interpret things by adding different colors! If we read a poem in pure heart we can understand the sense of kindness reflected in a particular piece of work! However, kindness to unkind fellows is considered as sting! May be I am not interpreting this poem in proper perspective! I like this poem so much my friend! I appreciate the underlying philosophy! (10)

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Kostas Lagos 25 June 2018

Life without love resembles death(or) .Great work!

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