Liza Sud


Brighter, Brighter... - Poem by Liza Sud

The fallen leaves, lived out poems
Who needs you, autumn, rain, ...
our days will pass as empty smoke
no one will askof them again.

But clearly become life dreams,
and they reveal themselves much brighter,
Where are you from, and from which heights
you carry light - and soul is crying?

Oh, will be soon my whistle-stop,
Behind it - winter, sun is hiding
Its light, and then Christmas will come,
And dreams of mine - much brighter, brighter...

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  • Ari Alsio (8/14/2016 3:13:00 AM)


    золотой цветок вам прекрасное стихотворение (Report) Reply

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  • Sanjukta Nag (9/21/2015 2:22:00 AM)


    Seasons of life keep coming and goingbut nothing can stop us from dreaming.... brighter, brighter.
    such a sublime piece of art. thank you.
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  • (9/20/2015 5:26:00 PM)


    Great and soothing sentiments of nature and seasons of autumn and winter. With Christmas, dreams are always so much brighter, because it is a season of hope and love. Excellent poem, I enjoyed it very much. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 20, 2015



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