Liza Sud Poems

Only Elena I was born to hear
And hearing by saint motif to please.
My main organ is – ears, ears, ears,
Only this sphere I have to increase.
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Pope of Roma is always behind the glass.
Through the glass he plays with a cat,
Through the glass to this worldhe applies.
always breathes he - behind the glass.
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Patterned houses, Snowy Dresden.
Here the street-lamps. No poor.
As if at last I have come
To my house in heaven.
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What a magical stone spodumen!
They say it's suitable for hypnosis.
It is changing color by itself
From the blue into purple and roses!
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Today I woke up - we were kissing with you.
But just for one time - Roden's sculpture emerged,
Francesca with Paolo - I have reviewed,
killed by a jealous husband, though lips never merged.
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In a dress made of amethyst,
All in metal and ice.
You are thin, you are silvery,
Like the holy valhall.
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You will gratify my dairymaid,
while you playfully look from a crib,
Without stingy gifts for the New Year -
one hundred percent - you will tempt me.
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I had a Bright Present.
I had holy goals in life.
It was not watching the TV set,
it was real life, in fact.
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I'm only a soldier of revolution,
But I'm not running after the crowd.
We are the authors of constitution,
We thought it with our heads, worked out.
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They wanted it so much,
that they were like crazy, mad.
Like gods of the covenant of light,
when all for eternity - they decide.
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