Sandra Feldman


Despair - Poem by Sandra Feldman

I'm tired now,
I've had enough,
Of this weird Life,
So full of stuff,
You toil and sweat,
You take all bets,
And at the End,
It's all regrets,
The empty hands,
The loveless nights,
The chilling fog,
'Turn off the Lights'


Comments about Despair by Sandra Feldman

  • Veteran Poet - 1,760 Points Eugene Levich (5/6/2014 7:44:00 AM)

    Sandra at her best... but most depressed! ... Oh! to see her poetry (and her heart) with happiness blessed! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 9,421 Points Khairul Ahsan (10/18/2013 4:52:00 AM)

    Through this poem, I know how you feel. Very touchy.
    ''And at the End,
    It's all regrets,
    The empty hands,
    The loveless nights,
    The chilling fog,
    'Turn off the Lights' '
    A picture of despondency succinctly narrated. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,010 Points Valerie Dohren (10/15/2013 4:19:00 AM)

    Short, succinct and a superb summing up of life for many. Such thoughts I can relate to right now. Excellent Sandra. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 36,574 Points Gajanan Mishra (10/15/2013 3:57:00 AM)

    loveless nights, good write, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013


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