We Know Not Ourselves Poem by Sandra Feldman

We Know Not Ourselves

Rating: 5.0


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!

Sunday, March 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 29 March 2015

You did it again. Hit the nail on the head, with the crystal hammer of poetry. Peace

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Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 29 March 2015

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

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