Sandra Feldman


We Know Not Ourselves - Poem by Sandra Feldman

How easily depressed we can become!
How fragile is the mind, the soul, the rest,
We're certainly dark creatures of unrest,
Not even Freud could change us for the best,
As humans we don't really pass the test.

Sorry!

Topic(s) of this poem: depression


Comments about We Know Not Ourselves by Sandra Feldman

  • Kelly Kurt (3/29/2015 5:21:00 PM)


    You did it again. Hit the nail on the head, with the crystal hammer of poetry.
    Peace
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  • Bhargabi Dei Mahakul (3/29/2015 3:49:00 PM)


    Soul driver wears body as cloth. Wonderfully drafted and shared such a beautiful poem.10. (Report) Reply

  • Michael Mcparland (3/29/2015 3:39:00 PM)


    Some of us do try hard. Best and warmest wishes from my heart to you always Sandra. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2015



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