Liza Sud

Job - Poem by Liza Sud

I saw a boy. His name was - Job.
He invited me to his home.
side by side we walked with him along
a big palace and center of sport.

then he was scored by his friends
(at one table with them we were sitting)
he was silent. and strange name - Job.
And his holy face. He was little.

Topic(s) of this poem: boyfriend

Comments about Job by Liza Sud

  • Shahin Latif (11/29/2015 2:02:00 PM)

    So romantic poem. Excellent job! Thanks a lot dearest poet Liza Sud. May ALLAH bless you. Be happy always. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2015

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