Liza Sud Poems

You shine like goddess with a ray
in picture here. in full swing
you pour unearthly inspiration -
as if one hundred liters of the sea
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Blessed are the meek!
And what is their blessedness?
what earth - he said -
they'll get for the inheritance?
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Why am I so terrible?
I don't like poor and menial.
And fall into irritation
on the spot if they make a request,
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Today I dreamed of you:
We were arguing at the board.
It was soft as the notes flee:
Tchaikovsky's Valse de salon.
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I never liked any colors.
They were all the same to me.
Red color, or blue, or black one -
That's the game of God. That's it.
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I'm jumping up to the sky,
I make a quick salto there,
like people of Mark Shagall,
except picture moves through heaven.
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Donald Trump, you'll become a president! -
And four years of constant smile!
Our countries will be no more enemies!
Thanks to you, dear Donald Trump!
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I'll return from bilingual sky
it is hot there, in husband's embrace.
And in thoughts I have nowhere to hide,
he is keeping me there, on bail.
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I don't love men or women -
I love Light.
All things are just His dresses, where
He hides.
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There are only you and me, Joseph.
And I don't know how and why.
All the other world is simply frozen:
to learn poetry you have to die.
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