Liza Sud


Nightingale - Poem by Liza Sud

Nightingale sings not for fables -
But to blow into his beloved,
As God has blown consciousness
In the soul of created man.

Because - to blow - is a sacred thing,
Unstick lips that together stuck,
So flowers drink rain in spring,
So God commanded to love.

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  • Sanjukta Nag (9/23/2015 12:38:00 AM)


    If I want to quote a line from your poem, may be I'll end up quoting the whole poem. every line is so pure and serene. Beautiful imagery from your beautiful mind. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 22, 2015



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