Two Words Poem by Liza Sud
Two Words
Dew is to you remained,
viscous drops of the herbs
braid is entwined with the earth,
thrown up are his hands.
fate - in abyss a flight,
by pure tear down
waits in abyss someone
the fall from life to life.
be the rainfall of a star,
of the planets - side daughter,
you on the photograph
send me amute hello.
The coral bone - shines,
emerald waves of song,
Eyes-blue are the skies -
stretching their hands in cross.
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4/28/2024 9:36:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I read this poem because I did not know you at the time you wrote it. But in fewer than two weeks after you posted this poem, I did meet you and came to know, and that has made all the difference between then and now. Are we chess pieces as in Omar Khayyam's Rubaiyat pushed randomly across a board by uncaring hands, or are we creatures lovingly moved by gentle hands to the place meant for our well being? Is this a difficult question for you to answer? !