Sadness Is The Thing With Thorns

"Sadness" is the thing with thorns - 

That pricks into the soul - 

And gives the hug without the arms - 

And never leaves the Noll - 


And softly - in the Night - does carve -

And steel must be the shears - 

That are able to prune the Barb

That drew, from many, tears -


I've felt it on the sweetest Rose - 

And amid golden glee - 

Yet, never, in Despairity,

It spared a part - of Me.



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Poet here! I just wanted to mention that the idea and structure of my poem is inspired by Emily Dickinson's, "Hope" is the thing with feathers. It is a fantastic poem that I highly recommend reading!

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