Fragile Is The Flesh Poem by Sandra Feldman

Fragile Is The Flesh

Rating: 5.0


We are all addicted to something,
Mostly Not Ourselves,
It is amazing how most people,
Tend to destroy themselves.

Fragile is the Flesh,
And the Mind too.
We are mostly made of mesh,
Where All, but pain goes thru.

Saturday, April 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 06 June 2014

Its short but their is a great depth to it that you could read it again and again and it seems like their is always a new meaning to it, as humans we develop obsessions be it in other people, or objects, we are our own worst enemies when it comes to these things, I can see why I want to steal ideas off of this, its fantastic, not pretentious but really sincere.

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Captain Herbert Poetry 20 April 2014

Really this is highly wonderful poem

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Neela Nath Das 20 April 2014

Very profound thought.Time makes us think like this.Loved.......

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Lyn Paul 20 April 2014

There are answers in these words.

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