My Soul To Purify, - Poem by Liza Sud
How much I want my soul to purify,
From this envy and fuss.
From the constant oppression and from lies,
I lack this purity in life.
It seems, at times, that I'm very angry,
Quite different I became now.
I need to go to the church more often,
Sometimes the door to it for me was closed.
And only when I purify my soul,
I will be good, and suddenly like sun.
And God will give to me all that I ask,
And all the problems then from me will go.
Transl from K.Kharlamova
Comments about My Soul To Purify, by Liza Sud
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You