Liza Sud

And Hands Remember, - Poem by Liza Sud

And hands remember,
And soul remembers, and mind,
How sweet and tender
I play the music sometimes.

Since all is printed
In your grown feeling and heart –
Say: we –together,
We – are existing entwined.

We – I mean millions,
We -I mean children, young, kind.
We – I mean trees and
We – I mean All that’s around.

Topic(s) of this poem: music

Comments about And Hands Remember, by Liza Sud

  • Sanjukta Nag (10/30/2015 11:59:00 PM)

    Wow, so beautifully written... like you are playing the music with your soul. (Report) Reply

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  • (10/29/2015 4:44:00 AM)

    and We is your music in poem sublime
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (10/29/2015 4:21:00 AM)

    Paying attention towards music sometimes is really very interesting in sharing here. Wonderful drafting shared....10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 29, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 29, 2015

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