"I felt a funeral in my brain,
And mourners, to and fro,
Kept treading, treading, till it seemed
That sense was breaking through.
And when they all were seated,
A service like a drum
Kept beating, beating, till I thought
My mind was going numb"
This poem means The human mind being stressed and having a mental breakdown Funeral reffering to death and stressful
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