Liza Sud

My Poems Are - The Holy Tanks, - Poem by Liza Sud

My poems are - the holy tanks,
they will arrive at Berlin, Vatikan,
overhead like clouds they will move -
what is my name? - as in childhood:

I do not know where I am and who I am,
Why on the screen there is kind Borya.
where I will be - does not know my life:
And here is - my Pure Land!

Topic(s) of this poem: holi

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2015

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