Sandra Feldman Poems

When I feel desperate and cry,
I lift my eyes unto the sky,
And look for answers over there,
Where man has not planted Despair.
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I fell in love with you,
One day when skies were blue,
The sea was also blue,
And love was all I knew.
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If my hand were to touch yours,
Would then all the Stars explode?
If my eyes were to meet yours,
Would the Seas have overflowed?
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From one lover to another,
Can you measure, how much Love?
Love is never there to bother,
And there's never too much of.
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Come on,
We communicate,
Through the cavernous thoughts of our minds,
We communicate,
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Poetry is a strange form of communication,
It has Morse code, radar, fascination,
Exploding feelings, sometimes leading to salvation
It can enthuse and motivate a whole wide Nation,
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Azul el Mar,
Azul el Cielo,
Azul el Alma,
Que tanto quiero.
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What does it mean to be free?
'That I don't have to think like you
Or you like me'
We can still be friends,
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Looking for happiness,
Secretly, beyond the trauma of birth,
Seeking in Space,
A little faith,
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Love is strange,
And so unsettled,
As it flutters round your heart,
Like a free bird, once it's captured,
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