Sandra Feldman

Tired - Poem by Sandra Feldman

I'm all versed out,
It comes no more,
I sit there gazing,
At the floor,
I want to leave,
But don't know how,
I'm tired of fighting,
Here and now,
What is the point?
The game is through,
Can't waste my time,
Just loving you,
It was a dream,
A movie scene,
That motionless,
Stayed on the screen.

Comments about Tired by Sandra Feldman

  • Rookie - 13 Points Inas Essa (9/21/2013 5:53:00 PM)

    Mice poem, very well written. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 18,563 Points Lyn Paul (9/17/2013 8:25:00 AM)

    superb write Sandra. Love the dreaming (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,266 Points Khairul Ahsan (9/17/2013 5:37:00 AM)

    'The game is through,
    Can't waste my time,
    Just loving you, '
    Time spent on loving anyone is never wasted. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,267 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (9/17/2013 4:14:00 AM)

    a momentary reflection of a journey with no looking back!
    splendidly penned, Sandra. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 71,180 Points Gajanan Mishra (9/17/2013 3:45:00 AM)

    just loving you, good write, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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