Liza Sud Poems

The greatest master, supercolorist,
And monumental Mega-symbolist,
But within radius of two street blocks
The magic of his crystal doesn't work.
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Epigraph:
"The poet of poets, he is the noblest, he is the best among those who lived for poetry. His soul, full of unchanging blessing to everything that lives and breathes, denies all negative, and from all poetic souls it most resembles the immense and high sky! " Balmont on Shelley

God, the beloved, handed out to me a white towel,
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Over the globe after Akathist's reading
In Russian and English languages - both,
The Akathist to Jesus Christ the sweetest -
It gives grace to the brethren of the world.
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In a dress made of fine chintz cotton
you were standing near the window.
And before your mind pages of one score
with the thunder of trumpets were twinkling.
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I had a strange dream at dawn:
sea above the clouds,
which in heaven - cover all,
big ships sail and drown.
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I achieved such a depth on which now I abide,
All the I achieved such a depth on which now I abide,
All the motions of soul I feel on such a depth,
That I may build a palace there, with the courtyards,
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The dales are transparent and clear
and sadness stretches in gardens
bushes' ruffle, the birds I can't hear
In the sun cabbage makes me feel happy.
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I have beautiful hands,
I have beautiful legs,
I have beautiful ass,
And that is not yet all, friends!
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Life is not simple,
But Life is God.
He has the willpower
to rule above!
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In your love - there is so much sex!
I do not know WHAT to love -
through hundreds of auras - from the saint -
you go down to genitals.
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